Book Review: The Cat Who Came in off the Roof
This classic children’s story is silly in all the best ways. Think 101 Dalmatians or Mr. Popper’s Penguins, but with cats, and prepare to suspend your disbelief accordingly.
Merry Christmas to all who celebrate!
The calendar has kept flipping and it is somehow that time again. I know not everyone who reads this blog celebrates Christmas, but I persist in being grateful for each one of you, and hope that you will accept my using today’s holiday as an excuse to thank you for reading Caterpickles.
Where does the phrase “raining cats and dogs” come from anyway?
Thatched roofs? Unsavory Elizabethan street sanitation practices? A 1652 Richard Brome play? Where does the phrase “raining cats and dogs” come from anyway?
Throwback Thursday: The Three-Year-Old sings to Cozy the cat
In this week’s extract from my now-deleted Facebook archives, the three-year-old sings a lullaby to Cozy the Cat.
Wordless Wednesday: Trouble in two ears
My cat has just discovered that the chair I usually sit in at the kitchen table is perfect for him, so now I will never be allowed to sit in it again.
Wordless Wednesday: You are getting sleepy…
My cat is doing his very best to convince me to take the day off today.
Wordless Wednesday: Today’s a writing day, right?
Look who showed up for work today. Related Links: More Wordless Wednesdays on Caterpickles Caterpickles consults the 12-Year-Old: “What is the Mothman?” (Caterpickles)
Not-at-all Wordless Wednesday: Why doesn’t my cat hate his pet bandana more?
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
Wordless Wednesday: Contentment
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.
Wordless Wednesday: Mood Alert
The Eleven-Year-Old has officially started the last month of fifth grade. The entire house is pretty much feeling it. Related Links: More Wordless Wednesdays on Caterpickles
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