Saturday, May 23, 2020

It's Caturday

I hope everyone is enjoying their long weekend. 

First up, the Princess:

My wall of boxes changed recently, so it gave the Royal Explorer more opportunities to indulge her desires to go UP. She very much appreciated my recent reorganization.

Also, speaking of exploring, Sylvina has been going outside lately! She gets buckled into her harness, put on a leash and transported to the back yard. She absolutely loves this. With Miss Summer as the  example, I've been encouraging her mom to do this. Summer has shown has that cats do indeed love their adventures. The only problem is that she is kind of addicted to outside now, and wants out constantly. 

Unfortunately for Brekke, we've become rather stormy here, which is typical of this time of year. But it does wear her out. I came home this afternoon during a storm and there she was, hanging out on my bed, just looking at me. Which surprised me because I had closed my door when I left, but her mom does have a standing invitation to let her in my garage during storms, so that was ok. Just kind of funny.

I saw a pic of tiny Jetta yesterday. So cute! And doing very well. She can't quite manage dry food yet but eats wet or smooshed food just fine. She'll go to her forever home in about three weeks. It will be my co worker's family's first cat, so they are in for an experience. 

Sunday, May 17, 2020

A Sunday Remembrance

Never far from my thoughts.

Thursday, May 7, 2020

Here She Is!

This was taken the day Jetta was found, last Thursday.

She's a smart girl; no resistance whatsoever to being scooped up and placed into the foster system. 
No, she recognized right away this was a Good Thing, and just rolled with it. I'm happy to report that she is doing well.

Jetta had her first vet visit this week. She is indeed a she. And there was one big surprise...

Her age. She's not two-three weeks like we all thought. Nope, she's five weeks!

So very, very tiny. How could she be only five weeks? I started worrying a bit when I heard that, because I know that failure to thrive is a concern for the tiniest. But I will keep praying for her and will believe that she will ultimately be fine.

Also, happy Finally Friday.

Monday, May 4, 2020

Kitten Update

Happy Monday!

Tiny Jetta was passed on, again, this time to a rescue group where she will definitely stay until her adoption. One of my coworkers will be adopting her when she's ready.

And yes, I'm told the official determination is female. But I don't know that she's seen a vet yet so...

Also, she's been paired with another orphan tot also in need, so hopefully she won't be lonely.  I have every reason to be optimistic about her future.

And there's your bit of good news, if you needed some.

Friday, May 1, 2020

Yep, It's Kitten Season

My workplace is bordered by woods, as is most of Tallahassee. Yesterday afternoon some of my co workers went for a walk on their break and came back with.... a tiny black bit of fluff. Maybe two weeks? Old enough for the eyes to be open, anyway.

There was much cooing and squeeing, of course. He already has at least a foster home, if not permanent. After work the adoptive mom went off to Petsmart for milk and other needs. I helped as I could; I sent them a link for the KMR and also one for bottle baby instructions, from the Kitten Lady. I also donated my desk sweater for the baby nesting box. 

The ladies went back out to the parking lot to look for more kittens, but found none. I'm guessing this little guy just got so hungry he went looking for mom or food on his own. Thankfully he was scooped up by kind humans. Now, Jetta has a good shot at a long, healthy life.

In these uncertain and anxious times, I found comfort and reassurance in knowing that this tiny life was spared. May he be blessed with a long, happy one.

Happy Finally Friday.

** Update: Jetta was passed on to another co-worker who is working from home. The lady has six cats of her own and is very knowledgeable. Jetta is doing as well as can be.

Thursday, April 23, 2020

Happy Birthday Sylvina

The princess celebrated four years on Tuesday. 

Here she is with what she described as the BEST PRESENT EVER - 
a box! A fine box, and it has red crinkly paper inside.

She meowed that this made it an extra special experience.

In other news...

Like many dogs, Brekke has a strong aversion to storms. She requires a thunder shirt and medication, and long ago determined that my garage is her storm shelter. I put the blankie over her to help calm her. I don't know if it worked. She came over to stand by me. I think people are her answer to scary things.

Saturday, April 18, 2020

What a Doggo Must Endure

Look at me! WHY do hoomans love to do this sort of thing?
No dignity, I swear. And it messes with my napping too.

It's not even FIRST merchandise either, it's leftover discounted St Patrick's Day stuff.


Monday, April 13, 2020

Today's Staff Meeting

Mr. E Bun and I met first thing this morning at work.
We decided that he should stay on the job with me for awhile longer.

When polled about their feelings.....

cats across America had this response.

Friday, April 10, 2020

Happy Finally Friday / Good Friday / Random Stuff

First up, fur people pics:

This is Miss B and her very, very heavy head.
She is a born lap dog in spirit but physically, oh my stars, she weighs a lot.
But is so sweet, you just let her. She also loves laying on the back of the couch and staring out the window, as she is doing here. 

The princess scored a few hours of quiet naptime on my bed.
I confess I shut out B so she could be undisturbed for awhile.

Right at the end of a night's sleep, needing "just five more minutes!"


Current events: There is a Lincoln commercial playing right now. Young mother in her remote mountain home, awaiting delivery of her luxury vehicle. It's very nice and pretty and yeaa for her, that she is above it all. Honestly though, it's tone deaf with our society crumbling more every day, hurtling towards the second Depression if the gov. doesn't stop their power plays. I think if I were well off I'd want to keep my head down. ** this is not a slam against those who have worked hard and have earned their financial security, it's just not a time for advertisers to dangle such things to the masses. French Revolution ring any bells?


Very sad news: Iza from Mark's Mews has gone to the Bridge, as of today. Please visit, if you can. 


Today is Good Friday

Monday, April 6, 2020

Oh Those Achy Bits.... !!

Happy Monday to all. 

On Caturday morning, early, I bent over and OOOWWWWW evil bees! Evil bees!

Also known as a pulled muscle in my lower back. Google says technically, pulled back muscles are rare, this is really a nerve issue but I. Do. Not. Care. It HURT!

On the plus side, I used the new telemedicine app my company subscribed to for us, as of April 1, and while I lay in bed on a heating pad, talked to a very nice doctor who prescribed the good Motrin and a steriod for inflammation. Getting in my car to pick it up just about made me cry but I managed, and now on Monday morning, I'm a lot better. Still hurting but much more manageable. However, I am off today, since I can't really sit more than two hours at most. 

Incidentally, bee stings are pretty much what it feels like to sit for too long. 

In other news..

I watched Queen Elizabeth's national address. Can she lead us too ? Please? 
(apologies to our founders but you had no idea what was coming so.... )

Also, I started watching The Good Fight on CBS yesterday. I was hooked 20 minutes into the first ep. Excellent show. 

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Sylvina's Brief Adventure

So the other night, my roommate was doing a final tail check before bed. How often we all do that!
And realized she was one short. This kicked off a frantic hour long search for one small cat.

We looked everywhere, including the back yard and in the front. Finally we decided that somehow she must have gotten outside, because where else could she be? She's not the type of cat to hide, she's quite sociable. And then, while roomie was out back one last time, I heard....

a faint meow. And I knew she was inside somewhere.

Turns out, she got herself into a kitchen cabinet while her mom was getting something out of it, and got closed up. Her mom did check all the cabinets, but I guess Syl wasn't ready to emerge from exploring. This was a corner cabinet with murky depths.

She had to endure hugs from both of us after she was found, but did get some treats so I think she was ok with that. I'm profoundly grateful that she did not in fact get out. 

In other news...

May I present my newest co-worker, Mr E. Bun? His job is to sit with me at reception and make me smile. He does this quite well, and is very needed. Normally I'm the backup to the backup receptionist, so I'm not downstairs much. But the receptionist is an older lady in the high risk group, so she's on leave for the duration. The second receptionist is working from home now, quarantined after a beach vacation (not sick, just a precaution). So I'm it, and I have to tell you, our callers are getting more and more irate, and impatient with hold times. It's very wearing on the spirit. 

Sunday, March 29, 2020

Friday, March 27, 2020

Finally Friday: The Princess Box

No matter what, it's still Friday.

This box is kept under my desk and is half full of papers. For reasons known only to felines, Sylvina loved getting into it. But of course, could never get comfortable. Because it was lumpy and cold.

The box is still under my desk, but has undergone major renovation. It now has the seal of approval from HRH.

The papers were evicted and stuffed into a drawer. Seriously stuffed! But one does what one must in the course of duty to our feline overlords.

Saturday, March 21, 2020


Brekke hates two things:
being alone, and waking up/getting out of bed.

Usually I wake up and she's with me. My bed is comfy PLUS it has an electric blanket, so yeah, she's there.

But in the mornings, I make her leave before I go to work. She detests this, and it's always a struggle. It's hard not to laugh at her total reluctance to get up, it's just like watching a teen get out of bed.

I have to drag her partly off the bed to get her started. Then she does this thing where she puts her front paws down first, her back legs stretched out behind her, and then as slowly as anyone possibly could, she sliiiiides off the bed entirely. Then she walks away, her tail wagging. I assume she's saying she knows I've done this terrible thing - again - but she forgives me. Again.

Yesterday she got to the end of the hall and stopped, turned her head to look at me, like she was saying "how COULD you??" before walking away. 

The lovely Sylvina usually sleeps elsewhere but pops up somewhere around 5 am. She wants feeding and cuddles. 

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

And The World Keeps Turning

I went to a drive through for dinner, and saw something that made me very happy. And I wanted to share this.

This drive through is right next to a Chinese buffet, and near a Publix. Also some tiny patch of woods. I've seen cats, or a cat, hanging out there. Of course I've worried about them.

But today, I saw two ladies putting a drop trap in the back of their SUV, with at least one kitteh. I hope this is one that will get a chance at a real home.

I thought we could all use some good news today.

Thursday, March 12, 2020

Finally Friday

Good luck finding any!

Happy Finally Friday.

Sunday, March 8, 2020


are better with an open window and a nice comfy seating area.

The Princess is utterly, madly, absolutely obssesed with open windows. 
Today I put out Leia's bed in the hopes that she would see the benefits of it.
It sure does beat a cold, hard windowsill.

So far she has. I hope she continues to use it. It makes me happy.

I hope everyone has a good week, and most especially stays healthy.

Wednesday, February 26, 2020

It's Wednesday

Sylvina spent quite some time in front of the mirror admiring her beauty and making sure her furs are all in place.

Well, she is justified. She's a gorgeous cat, with a sweet, laid back demeanor. She enjoys coming into my room early and asking for cuddles. 

I took Brekke out in the back yard for some playtime. She really enjoys herself, believe me. Mad zoomies and fierce battles with toys. She has this sweet method of getting me to play with her. She brings a big ball over and waits for me to get hold of it, then goes to town on it. When she pulls it out of my hand, she brings it back and waits patiently for me to grab onto it again. It's very gentle, and patient. She's quite a good dog, but taking care of them this past weekend just reminded me why I'm better suited to cats. 

Friday, February 21, 2020

Florida's Great Big Secret

Do you want to know? Are you ready? Here it is: it rains here. A lot. Many summers, every single afternoon. We're a subtropical state, of course we get a lot of rain. Even here in N. Florida. Though lately there has been a bit of a drought.

Here is why this matters today, or really, last night - my roommate went out of town. I agreed to provide inside care for the fur kids, mostly meal service, treat administration and litterbox attendance. No problem. A dog walker was scheduled to show up twice daily to take Brekke for walks.

Last night, it rained. Not even big rain, no hurricane, tropical storm or a storm that is almost bad enough to be a tropical storm. But special snowflake, flaked, and just couldn't bring themselves to come out in this non-torrential rain (here, snowflake can be any age at all). So I had to make three attempts, in cold rain, to get the dog to pee. I'm getting over a cold and still have a congested cough. Let's say that I was.... not pleased. 

Brekke has a very nice fleece lined raincoat. I do not have a very nice fleece lined raincoat. 

People, when your profession is providing care for living beings, you show up and do that job. It's that simple.

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Saturday, February 15, 2020

Happy Birthday Brekke !

Her birthday was yesterday, Feb 14. She turned 6 years old.

As you see, Brekke got this pawsome birthday bandana to wear, which she kept on all day. And what a day! She went to work with her mom, as she usually does, and was kept busy receiving good wishes and posing for pictures - she is a bit of a doggo celeb there.

And THEN she went to church last night, where there was a pizza party, and got some bits of pizza crust. We're pretty sure she was convinced that was her party. 

A very full day, and this was her reaction to it all shortly after she got home, like any 6 year old:

In other news...

This face wants her breakfast NOW. Now is good, five minutes ago was better.
And she'll scratch down any door to get it done too.

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Sunday, February 9, 2020

Syl on Sunday

The princess fulfills her feline obligations to watch over, 
and supervise, the humans in her household.

This includes investigating box contents and packing.

Her work done, it's time to relax  in front of my open window.

Happy Sunday to all.

Tuesday, February 4, 2020

Saturday, February 1, 2020

Sasquatch-ery Saturday

Yep, we are going to talk about the Big Guy today. A few months ago I started listening to podcasts to entertain myself at work. I quickly found myth/legend sites like Lore, Pleasing Terrors and Myths & Legends. Those led me to Into the Fray with Shannon Legro.

She covers all paranormal and cryptid topics, occasionally true crime. People call in with encounters, and she asks questions. Shannon's position is that it's not her job to decide if these people are being honest or confirm their stories; that's up to the listeners. 

I am now of the firm belief that BF does exist, but that he is a very big, highly intelligent, and obviously very elusive animal. My fav podcasts are the monster or unusual animal stories. 

Sadly, there have been a few, not many, stories where it seems the caller is suffering from mental illness and/or highly delusional and paranoid states. Many others, you can tell that the person
was really shaken by their encounters, but they seem rational and stable. 

Ultimately, I think it's clear there are a lot of things out there. They seem mysterious and
unnerving to us now, because we do not understand them. Some day, perhaps, we will.

Monday, January 27, 2020

The First Year

Toby and Leia, 2004-2018

As January closes out, I am reminded that I should do some kind of memorial.
The truth is, I don't want to. I don't want to remember that they are gone forever.

Their passings took big chunks out of me, that I will never get back.
We grew older, together, over the years; I'm not the same person that I was then.
They were my family. Our daily lives were so interwined. In many ways they were my North Star.

I live with their absence every day. The emptiness is almost worse than the active pain was.

I loved you both. I love you still. Now and forever and always.

Wednesday, January 22, 2020

Good News

Brekke had a good vet visit; she's fine. They gave her painkillers and antibiotics.

She has a great passion for sleeping, as you can see here.
She loves my bed, with my electric blanket, and will stay here for an entire night.

I took today off, to rest and put my room in order. Sylvina helped me with that. 
As we all know, cats are most excellent helpers.

Tuesday, January 21, 2020

My Other Roommate

This is Brekke, about 60 lbs, 8 years old. She's a rescue from terrible circumstances.

She is pleased to meet everyone but will have you know she is NOT a dog, she is a people.
And deserving of people's rights and privileges. Brekke is also an escape artist. Yesterday she made a hole in the fence and went exploring solo.... until a car hit her.

Blessedly the driver stopped and did what she could until help arrived. That purple collar has her name and human's phone number so she was returned quickly. Injuries seem minor, mostly on her head. Cut skin, brusing and some swelling. She's going to the vet this morning.

I have explained to her that this is not people behavior but she remains unimpressed, though will admit to a headache.

Syl has discovered my stepladder, which she is passionate about.

Happy Tuesday, folks.

Also, the current temp here at 6:42 am is oh h@@@ no!

Saturday, January 18, 2020

New Chapter

May I present one of my new roommates, the lovely Sylvina. She was gracious enough to offer expert bed making advice.

She's extremely friendly. And sheds a lot while she's being enthusiastic. I don't mind though. Right now she's next to me purring loudly.

My apt is a disaster zone and everything aches. I've been on Tylenol all week. Almost everything is moved over and tonight is my first in the new place.

I think I'll like it here. I have my own entrance, and the location is much more central. Still, it's a big change and I have a cat's view of change.

Saturday, January 11, 2020

Oh, Meghan

The herd made it safely to WI. Raji didn't eat for the two day trip - during her mystery illness I'm told she didn't eat for eight days! - and all are doing well. 

And now, since I have no more cat or dog stories, I'm going to talk about M & H.

I was an admirer of Princess Diana, so I've followed her sons when they appeared in the news.

I like Duchess Kate; she's doing all she can to become a proper Queen (whatever her title ends up being). She wasn't born to the nobility but understood that her life would change dramatically. I respect William for doing all he could to prepare her for the realities of royalty.

But H & M.... !!

1. Massive, massive disrespect to the Queen. If anyone understands what it costs to be a proper royal and adhere to duty, this woman does. She deserved better than what her grandson did.

2. It boggles my mind how little time M has actually spent doing royal things. If you deduct the honeymoon, her maternity leave and holidays, it's maybe been.... a year? I think when she wasn't able to instantly reinvent the royal family to her liking, she began planning.

3. I was on the fence until now about her. But I've read too many stories accusing her of being a social climber, and ditching friends who couldn't help her climb, to be able to ignore them at this point.

4. They want to have fame and fortune on their terms, when and as they want it. Sorry, kids, fame - and life - does not work that way. Whatever you choose, there is a price.

5. Family - on the small scale, not THE Family. I hate to say M has encouraged and possibly created this wedge between H and his family but.... if the tiara fits. And I think fairly soon, once the novelty wears off, he's going to regret this big time - and resent her. I also read today that though Harry is staying in London to work out details with The Family, she's gone back to Canada. Nice partnership.

People should be able to have the life they want, if they can; I don't begrudge them that. But this could have been done in a much more respectful and private manner. Seriously, she's 93, did they really have to be this way about it all?

However, I don't think it will end well.
Far too many complex issues, citizenship and taxes, family and security realities,
marital and children problems.

It all takes its toll. I think at heart, Harry has been mad at the world since his mother died - I can't blame him - and M showed him what he thought was a way out. For her there is no downside.
For him, I think the cost will be far higher than he realizes.

(I'm not even touching the "work towards financial independence"
for people who have a combined estimate personal worth of $36 million)