Let’s Go Exploring

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There’s never a dull moment living with Lucy.  She has many favorite places in a tiny bachelor apartment.  No need to travel to be entertained.  Instead, she amuses herself in simple little things such as this box.  Priceless. This is … Continue reading

Rough edges of security

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Do think that I am weird and uncouth. I give you permission. I allow you to talk and discuss about me with others even in front of me Or pull the rug underneath me Hoping that I will fall flat and … Continue reading

Experimenting with my cat

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They said that cats are ‘gods’ and we worship the grounds they walk. It may be true since that Egyptians worshiped and immortalized cats, Fast forward, we have evolved and taught them how to love humans instead. But are cats … Continue reading

Let the sleeping cats lie

sleeping in

“Sometimes you just want to quit. You know you shouldn’t but nothing seems better than crawling back into bed and hiding under the covers. (I am there right now, actually, with my iPad.)”

It’s Family Day in Vancouver, BC, Canada. “Cat”ching up with the kitties.

My dear Lucy

No one is too old for Fairy Tales

Once upon a time, my dream house will have a library.  The library will be filled with wall to wall and top to bottom room full of books that I collected over the years.  And then I discovered the joy of going to the library.  I ended giving away most of my books to goodwill and kept the children’s books.

I never outgrew The Little Prince, All things bright and beautiful, I like you because and The man who planted trees. These books have taught me more than any self-help books that I’ve read.  Besides, I love the pictures.  It is true that pictures say a thousand words and I can create a different story just by looking at them.

Image source: Jemima’s Journal

I Love Lucy

How can I not love Lucy?  She is my adorable companion and to Maurice.  She is no ordinary cat, she is a wanting cat. 
I want you to play with me, I want to go out, I want to eat, and I want this and that.  The list goes on and giving in to her whims, exhausts me, especially at day break. 
Hack, cough, hack, I heard around 4 am.  It was Lucy trying to get the hairball or having one of her bulimic moments.  Eat and purge.  Then it was quiet for a moment.  Next thing, she did her running fit with her special cat sound effect. Jump on the bed, run beside me, above my head and rested there.  This is not a good time, Lucy, 30 more minutes and I will rise to go to work.  I need my beauty sleep.  But she won’t budge.  So, I threw her out of bed and I might as well do the same.  Remembering that she just did the hacking fit, I was careful not to step on land mine or mines. 
And here comes Lucy again, jumped on the bed, squatted and did No. 2, yes, No. 2.  I watched her with horror.  Plop one, plop two, plop three steaming mounds.  Fully formed not runny.  Oh my goodness, Lucy.  Why?  Think on the bright side, I thought, it’s not runny, okay? 
Deep breath, the smell of poopies on my bed, I remained calm, cool and collected.  That is I collected the poops.  Then took out the first layer of the bed sheet. 
Here comes Lucy again.  Doing the two steps and dropped her fat body on top of the soft duvet.  She quietly got up, circled where she sat down and smelled it.  I smelled urine.  Lucy did No. 1. That did it. Urine is the worst thing.  Lucy, you are now grounded, no food for you all day. 
The bedding must be removed quickly, cleaned the spot and poured out a box full of baking soda all over the bed to soak up the smell.  What a cat-astrophy.
Shame on you, Lucy

Shame on you, Lucy

The things I do for my cats.  I love Lucy. 
 
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