• Furbabies
  • Feeding Our Flocks

    While The Boy, Ben and I were huddled under a quilt during last week’s ice/snow/deep freeze, Bridget could often be found here: She’s bird-watching. Our two little bird feeders became a haven for all sorts of songbirds trying to survive the cold – finches (of all color variations), cardinals, blue jays and more. They were so […]

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  • What’s That I See?

    The scene: Shannah, busy putting away linens in the master bathroom. Walking back into the bathroom, suddenly she spots: Ben, staring into space. (Not really such a strange event, now that I come to think about it. He’s pretty, but he’s dumb.) Further investigation uncovers something amiss in the linen cupboard: So much for putting […]

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  • Sometimes

    Some days you just need to hold a kitty. Those are busy days, crazy days, don’t-know-if-you’re-coming-or-going days. Other days, a kitty just needs you to hold him/her. Come to think of it, that’s nearly every day. And on a very rare day, both kitties need you to hold them. And they’re pretty blatant about sticking […]

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  • Someone is in BIG Trouble

    After making cupcakes for The Boy’s office Cake Day, I set about the business of cleaning up the kitchen. A scritching-and-scrambling in the corner caught my attention. I glanced over my shoulder to spy two furbabies running away. Very suspicious behavior indeed. Closer examination revealed: One clever (and quick-pawed) kitty had snagged an unfrosted cupcake […]