Life with cats, and other things…
There is still no sign of "my" little wood chuck, but then I think his burrow is snowed under, and I daresay he's gone back to bed. I would if I was him. I spent most of last week in bed myself, although I did pop up to take the occasional snap. You really do … Continue reading Second opinions…
Fudge. It's what my brain feels like as I try to juggle the various drugs that keep me mobile every day. Sometimes lately it's like walking through thick mud trying to find two sensible thoughts to put together. The one thing I have missed since moving back to New York is the sessions I had … Continue reading Fudge