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.

Wordless Wednesday

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.

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.

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.

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!

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.