A Generous Christmas from the Pod

“Jingle! Jingle! Jingle” *snooork* “Wha? What’s happening?” “Wake up Ziva, it’s almost Christmas!” “You woke me up for that?” “Yeah, aren’t you excited?” “We still have two days and a sleep to go before Christmas.” “I know, I can barely wait!” “Wait for what?” “For Santa to bring me…I mean us…toys.” “Like all the toys you hide under the bed and dresser and couch?” “Some are irretrievable. I…we…need new ones.” “Mom just rescued a bunch with her long arms andRead more

Gravy Goes With Everything

My earliest memory of Pauline was of her standing on top of a chair, screaming as a mouse ran across the floor. This would not have been the usual, stoic, keep-it-together mom that was obvious to me later in life. I do not remember other episodes of this woman being hysterical, losing it to furry critters or when life was a bit topsy-turvey. I seldom saw my mother sweat, but perhaps growing up the youngest girl in a family ofRead 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

“What the Heck?” v.2

Due to lack of time to put together an actual post with lots of words, I’m going with what works on short notice. This is “What the Heck?” v.2 You have one legitimate question and two bonus questions to answer: 1) What was the two-word name on this box of grossness? (I bet you can come up with at least one of the words.) 2) Bonus: I was in a science/hobby store when I came upon this lovely item. WhyRead more

In Seven Hours

Here it lies. The sadness of a Queen. Forlorn Pitiful Hopeless Meow, Meowr, Mew *sigh* Is the bed not soft enough my Empress? Is your blanketed basket no longer held in high esteem? Are there not enough dangling mice in your royal toy chest? Is court jester Gibbs annoying you to no end? Has Christmas ended far too early? Tell me dear Ziva, why the long face? *pause* Meow, Meowr, Mew *sigh* Oh, I see. The kibble. There is none. Your belly isRead more