Near Miss

They called it a near miss, but I called it strategic planning. “What are you doing, G?” “Admiring my recent work, dear sister.” The dark slits of her eyes narrowed as her chest heaved in disbelief. “Seriously? Why would you admire this work? It’s uninteresting and has no meaning.” “No meaning? Of course it has meaning,” he said as he smoothed insulted gray hair. “I don’t get it.” “I’m strategic in the placement. It’s exactly where it’s supposed to be,Read more

One Love, Two Noses, Eight Paws

This post is a bit late for the Friday photo challenge: One Love. Better late than never, I say. I needed the opportunity to take a few new photos of one-love-times-two: Gibbs and Ziva. Not counting family and friends, these two outweigh everything else, including chocolate and orange bicycles, in the one-love arena. Hands down. Their two noses and eight paws have an important place in one heart. At first Gibbs wanted nothing to do with a photo op. HeRead more

Dark Diva

The Manifesto of a Queen I bear the burden of being a cat. And a Queen no less. The human calls me Diva. My soul stirs, it longs to be free. Free from the confines of this dwelling. Free from the darkness. Free from dry kibble. I have never understood the dry kibble. It is so…dry. I only crunch this hard tack to stay strong. Where is the moistness of the food that humans eat or the moistness of theRead more