SoCS: Bagging the Last Two Weeks

Gibbs bagged himself a spot on the couch arm recently, and hung out. He was happy his human was home from vacation, but nevertheless gave that “poor, poor me” vibe. Things would turn worse, unfortunately, when the poor soul went to the vet for dental and had two incisors pulled. They are smaller teeth between the canines on the upper and lower jaw. I had a cat once that had all of his lower incisors pulled and afterward, he hadRead more

SoCS: Kohl’s and Prose

I do not have a flyer in hand I do not have an ad under nose Only a mailing filled with prose The Kohl’s twenty percent has been used And the five dollar bonus too Toward pretty sweater of teal blue I threw the fast food coupons away Into the garbage last week with the remnants of a smelly leek Internet has been a special friend Spending here, spending there A little bit of a credit card tear Searched forRead more

Black is for Dead People

So says my mother. Mom has a ratty black cardigan sweater that I have been wanting to replace the last few months. It is her “wubbie” of sorts, a cover-up when the A/C is too cold or the heat is not warm enough. It is also in a condition that Goodwill would consider ripe for the “no” bin. This black sweater is full of pills and pulls, linty pieces of Idontknowwhat and a hole big enough for a child’s handRead more