Recognizing Canned Crap

“U really got to work on that voice recognition thing.” This is what Natasha texted to me after I sent her the following nonsense: “I talked to the vet, who tried to talk me into that can to crap they sell. After The Liberation, he said chicken and rice was okay and defeat it to him for a week.” Gibbs was having issues with diarrhea and I had made a call to the vet. My next text clarified: “Canned crap.Read more

SoCS, Poetry and Tale/Tail

“This is a story of two tails Who try to be tough as nails…” Ummmm…mom? Yes Gibbs? Are you writing poetry again? Why yes I am. It’s for Linda Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Aren’t you a little late? You usually write on Friday night when you’re not feeding me and doing laundry. Yeah, well I was busy yesterday. Busy? You came home early on Friday. And then I left again. Ziva and I were wondering about that. I mean,Read more

One-Liner Wednesday: Sun

“If I had to choose a religion, the sun as the universal giver of life would be my god.” ~Napoleon Bonaparte~ There is no doubt in my mind that Gibbs and Ziva worship the sun whenever it makes a morning appearance through the east bedroom window. That’s as long as they are not lusting after worshipping the birds outside the window. All hail the sun, the birds and a soft place to nap. This post has been brought to youRead more

Closing Monday

Monday is almost at a close Good thing, I suppose While not the worst, it wasn’t the best This Monday was a low-life pest From a cat’s paw digging into my face To a livelihood’s quickened pace “Just leave me alone,” was the anthem cry One more email and I shall die I’m sorry, I’m not the Cheers bar Your ridiculous questions go too far While it’s sunny and warm outside At a desk I must begrudgingly reside Reviewing, redacting,Read more

Musings from the Pod III

Gibbs? Yes, my Queen? What’s eco? Eco? I don’t know. Why do you ask? Because mom wants me to write a post for her about eco. I have no idea what that is, so I don’t know what to write. How did mom come up with that word? Not sure. Maybe she was drinking her happy juice again. I heard mom mention another human named Linda G. Hill, but I don’t know what that has to do with anything. She’sRead more

2017 in Pictures

Like sands through the hourglass, so was the year of 2017. It’s January 1st and I’m hanging out at home in my pajamas. I might find my way to yoga or the gym later, but it depends on whether or not I really want to wander out into the deep freeze. In a sense, the cold makes me hardier than the average Floridian, able to withstand very large temperature ranges. On the other hand, cold is cold and it isRead more

Three Moments

“This moment is as it should be.” ~Deepak Chopra~ The moment is right The drain is in sight For green eyes to focus upon This cat is never alone In a perfect time zone Where water is here and then gone The moment is mine to choose The perfect place to snooze And let out a nasally cat snore This basket is mine At an instance in time It’s warm, fuzzy blanket I adore This moment is as it shouldRead more

Extra! Extra! Hijinks in a Basket!

Cat has More Fun than a Barrel of Monkeys! Thursday, November 9, 2017 It was reported by an unknown source that feline Gibbs, owner of Mary J Melange, took to a laundry basket for several minutes, on a recent Thursday afternoon, to extol the virtues of hijinks and having fun. An excessive amount of rolling around and cat gurgling ensued without the benefit of human encouragement or catnip. Gibbs only used his feline ways and the fire that stoked hisRead more

Cee’s B&W Photo Challenge and Pets

I rarely, if ever, engage in Cee’s photo challenges. No offense to Cee and her beautiful photography, it’s more a matter of little time and non-opportunity than being unwilling to participate. However, I couldn’t pass up this one. Black and White Pets…are you kidding me? I’m not sure how many photos I’ve taken of the felines, Gibbs and Ziva, but a few are in black and white. Just a few. So, without further ado, I give you the black andRead more

SoCS: Which is True?

Which is true? That you love me or I love you? This is true… I love the color blue. Which is true? That He created all or it’s a scientific fact? This is true… I don’t own a witch’s black hat. Which is true? Snow is pretty or heat is ugly? This is true… I always try to be friendly. Which is true? Friends are forever or a passing fancy? This is true… I have a dear friend Nancy. WhichRead more

Musings from the Pod II

In a continuation of the hardship story of two hapless felines who suffer the indignity of a too-hard bed, not enough love, and far too little food… Mom? Yes Gibbs. Stop it. I will if you get your gray butt over here and write this post for me. Just a minute, I’m almost done licking my… Gibbs!!! Hey Ziva! Are you awake? Just barely. The last bowl of kibble did me in. I think I could sleep all day. DoRead more

Whiskers, no Tail

When there is no time to write And posting seems a fail There is only one thing left to do Post photos of whiskers, but no tail I am a sleepy boy, I am Dreaming of mice and men Chasing a squawking hen Across a grassy glen To sleep, perchance to snore My rumblings to adore What else to live life for Maybe tuna, maybe more Two are sharing a bed of beige Acting like best friends When napping isRead more