Kittygate: Finding a Way Out

“It always seems impossible until it’s done.” ―Nelson Mandela Dear Mr. Gibbs, Did you ever think this was not going to happen? I love you to pieces, but there are days and times when deviousness and the desire for food outweigh your common sense. The area past the carpet is forbidden and that does not change when my back is turned or I am otherwise occupied with straightening the rogue hairs that occupy the left side of my head. It’sRead more

#SoCS: Mini Mouse

Gibbs the cat here! I’ll be taking over for the human today. She didn’t quite know what to do with the SoCS prompt of mini/maxi and I understand. I was scratching my ears too until I spied the mini mouse (one of many) at the foot of the cat tree. Mini mouse and her brothers and sisters are some of my favorite toys. The little things bat around easily and never squeak, not even when they’re in the clutches ofRead more

#SoCS: The UnreaLISTic

So, Linda G. Hill wants me to make or talk about a list for Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Hmmm… Regular readers already know I keep a gratitude list. I’ll leave that one alone. Shopping list? No, probably not, although I can tell you that shrimp, yogurt and kettle chips were on the last one. I’m 99% sure you do not want me to bore you with “my favorite foods” or “the names of all cats I’ve ever served” or “numberRead more

Musings from the Pod IV: Holy Mackerel!

“Hey Gibbs!” “Yes Ziva?” “I have been meaning to ask you something. What happened Friday night?” “What do you mean?” “I want to know what happened. I heard mom yelling at you. Loudly. I heard her say the “naughty” word and then mom chased you into the bedroom and shut the door.” “Yeah, so?” “What did you do?” “Why do I always have to do something?” “Mom yelled “naughty” at you, so that probably gives it away. You always seemRead more

SoCS: The Organ of it All

Organ. Hmmmmm… Linda G. Hill requests I use the word organ in my post. I wonder if she smelled Natasha’s chicken livers cooking the other night. I hate liver, an organ meat. I know this because I keep trying liver and it continues to taste disgusting. I will eat chicken hearts and gizzards, but liver? No. I’ll stick with my bacon and organic chicken eggs. In other news, I’m officially on vacation. I left the organization that delivers my paycheck atRead more

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

Kitty Kat Blues

This one has the Kitty Kat Blues. He’s not feeling well. We’re in the middle of Round 3 of antibiotics for what appears to be a bladder infection. That was the result, twice, of urinalysis. Except that Gibbs only responds positive for a few days, then returns to frequenting the litter box with a dabble of pee here, a dabble of pee there. The litter looks like it’s been hit with shotgun pee pellets. The boy wanders in there everyRead more

Running with the Chicken

“One day, we will have a world where a chicken can cross the road without being questioned about his or her motives.” ~Anonymous~ Or cross the road without being chased by a black-and-orange striped beast. In case you are wondering where I’ve been… I’ve been running with the chicken. Penance for vacation. I’ll write as soon as I make it to the coop. If I make it to the coop.Read more

Cat Commandments

My Confession: Sometimes I DO ignore Gibbs and Ziva (but they always get even). I don’t spend the majority of my paycheck on cat gifts and toys. But, really, who else would get the kids a toy called Marie Rattoinette? Huh? *sheepishly, they agree* You know, I’ve had other cats before you. It is the way it is in the life of a feline lover. You both would have loved fat Willie (he was a beautiful soul), although the Queen would have had toRead more

Sunset Moon

Glorious in the sky, the moon appeared. The winds from earlier in the day had softened. After a tiring day at the office, the rectangular track around the apartment complex summoned a pair of sneakers. Saucony, size 9. Anyways… Around the buildings I walked. While the sun set. I’m really not fond of the “buy this piece of property” sign that adorns the field. This would have been a prettier photo without it. Anyways… The nostrils tingle from the cold. It’sRead more

Random Q & A

Strange thoughts circled around my head this week. Random questions and random answers.  I blame caffeine, a busy week and lack of sleep. Readers, please help me answer the swirling questions. Pick a letter or two, or come up with an answer of your own. Leave a stupid comment. You can even ask your own burning question for another reader to answer. Have fun with it!  I’ll be back after I do the dishes and watch Project Runway. Q: Why can I rememberRead more

Snow Day

Weekly Writing Challenge: Glimmers of a Beginning It’s snowing again. I drive down the six-lane highway, a long serpentine of headlights coming at me, then past me. It’s 4:00 pm. The light snow and late afternoon sky wraps unknown drivers in a blanket of foggy white and the greasy tire tracks in each lane of the highway is bordered by sticky, accumulating snow. Grammaw Bunny (that’s me) is not driving with her usual lead foot, choosing instead to get homeRead more