• Furbabies
  • Living with the Devil

    This isn’t about The Boy. Or my faith. This is about the furbabies. They may look sweet, but they have the devil inside. And the devil appears at 5 am on Saturday morning. It starts calmly enough – a little fuzzy creature snuggling close enough to wake you up while it’s still dark on a […]

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  • Four Seasons

    With the change in temperatures the other night, I realized just how ridiculous our evening routine is. Take a look at the Four Seasons of the Hayley Bed (the dark kitty is Bridget, the light kitty is Ben): Where, you might ask, do the people sleep? That my friends is a very good question.

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  • A Lovely Day

    It’s way past my bedtime, yet I’m still awake (barely) and sitting on the couch. The dishwasher and dryer are running, providing a welcome house-rhythm hum. The kitties are begging me to come to bed, but somehow I’m still sitting here, basking in the glow of a lovely Saturday. A Saturday where we had nowhere […]