My best friend died today.
Time stopped for me today. Jeff, my best friend, my love, my partner in crime passed away. That one person who cared about the minutiae of my day isn’t here anymore.
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Happy Friday 5 – Love him like you own him.
Love him like you own him: Marriage and dating advice, love song, Mexican spice brownies, happy herbs, and gratitude, appreciation and love practice. What I’m reading again: Gerald Rogers’ viral article “Marriage Advice I wish I would have had…” Twenty tips on how to have an exceptional relationship. Check out and take note of #1, #4, #8, #12… aww heck, they’re all fantastic. Take note, young suitors.
But, wait! There's more...Lessons From Zen Master Pye – Feeding the Cat
In honor of these two great events, the third anniversary of Life with Pye and Pope Francis’ visit to the U.S., I present another guest post from Zen Master Pye: Feeding the Cat. For those of you wondering, per Zen Master Pye’s insistence I have converted most of her LOLspeak to English for the ease of learning the lessons.
But, wait! There's more...Why We Have Pets
Why do people have pets?
Not that I don’t sometimes wonder why I have Pye as a pet, but my question is why do we have pets in general.
But, wait! There's more...Oh my, how you’ve changed
Happy New Year, my dear Kernutties!
New Year’s is my favorite holiday, for a lot of reasons, but mostly for the fresh beginning. (I’ve always held a secret desire to get married on New Year’s Day.) I read something today that said we don’t have to wait a whole year, but instead can make every day a Happy New Day.
But, wait! There's more...Holiday Letter From Da Kitteh
Holiday Letter From Da Kitteh
Oh hai! Mah naym iz Pye. Im teh kitteh hoo showd up on mah hoomanz doorstep last yer. I decidd to adopt her an let her be mah mom. Last yer, I wuz to lil to rite Holidai Lettr Frum Teh Kitteh, so u didnt hear frum me. But im hooj kitteh nao so u git ur furst holidai lettr frum me!
But, wait! There's more...The Life of Pye: Puss in boots, one year later.
It’s been a year since Pye appeared on my doorstep. A year of learning about relationships, for both of us. Yes, I’m referring to my cat as if she’s a person. Please see the tag line under the title of this blog for the explanation.
We’re going to skip what I’ve learned about relationships this past year or so; I’ll save that for another time. Let’s move on to Pye for now, shall we?
But, wait! There's more...Ten Things Tuesday: I Pray For Roadkill
This post is a mish-mash of Ten Things Tuesday randomness from the past week. It’s not Tuesday, I know, and there may not be exactly Ten Things in this post. If you’re one of those folks who is a tad OCD about such things, I recommend coming back to read … But, wait! There’s more…
It’s ALIVE! or How Pyewacket is like the Energizer Bunny.
Like a song you can’t stop singing, this famous one-liner from Frankenstein is stuck in my head: “It’s ALIVE!!” Because It’s Alive. All. The. Time. And because I’m losing sleep. [I suppose I should provide an update to Pyewacket’s peeing problem for those who may have missed it. A trip … But, wait! There’s more…
I’ve been adopted by a cat named Pyewacket
She adopted me. Really. I say the park stray kitten adopted me because she showed up at my doorstep, spent a couple days checking me out, and then moved in. Now she doesn’t want to go outside. Ever. The Rangers and I first noticed her in the park about four days … But, wait! There’s more…