Wordless Wednesday: You are getting sleepy…
My cat is doing his very best to convince me to take the day off today.
My cat is doing his very best to convince me to take the day off today.
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It’s Monopoly time at our local Safeway. I play every year and this year, in a Caterpickles Central first, I actually won something–brand new free-except-for-shipping @Shutterfly pet bandanas. I thought my cat would hate this more. How am I not bleeding right now? #cats #stuffoncats
Every once in a while my cat does something that perfectly illustrates the meaning of a word. It’s his superpower. This week, the word he chose was contentment.
My sister and I have been talking about medical things more than usual lately, and since she also inherited our family’s wildly roving mind, somehow we got on to the topic of leeches, and whether this medieval practice was still popping up in modern medicine.
And then this happened. Man, it’s hard to type this way. But to bring you up quickly to date… blogging has been light in part because…
Yesterday’s Super Blue Blood Moon got The Ten-Year-Old wondering. Are there ever two new moons in one month? What’s that called?
One afternoon after a rough day at school, The Ten-Year-Old tried to calm herself down by picking Canelo up for a hug. He was having none of it. The Ten-Year-Old was disappointed when Canelo ran off instead of giving her the reassuring head-bonk she was looking for, but as always, her curiosity won out. “Mommyo, can cats smell stress?”