Seven Pounds, Age Unknown: My Shelter Mystery
Shelter boy, fresh neuter, seven pounds, age unknown. Shelter says one to two, vet says two from the teeth, the…
Shelter boy, fresh neuter, seven pounds, age unknown. Shelter says one to two, vet says two from the teeth, the…
Friday is my work-from-home day and I made the most of it. Or rather, they did: five naps, three poses,…
Coming home from grocery shopping, a dumped baby bunny ran across the road in front of us. Forty-five minutes of…
Lazy afternoon for the trio: joined at the hip, napping in shifts. Sometimes they spread out solo, but most hours…
Caught all three in a staring contest tonight. Psychic communication? Brain cell recharge? All of one and a half braincells…
She jumps on the bed now, uses the tray like a champion, and circles my feet honking when I lie…
Poor Lola turned quiet overnight, literally overnight. Less eating, less moving, wrong-feeling belly watch. Vet first thing in the morning,…
Some pairs are just couple goals. Side by side all evening, sharing hay, sharing naps, sharing one braincell between them.…
Woke up to find him all the way under my quilt, pressed against my side, fast asleep. He must have…
Quiet house. Too quiet. Then two ears over the upper deck edge: peekaboo. Checking the weather, supervising the room, gone…