I shared this graphic a couple of weeks ago on a Friday but it remains true to the landscape of COVID-19. Just what day is it anymore?

The dichotomy is interesting and not one I’m entirely capable of expressing or even understanding. I’m living in the present, going through the motions of life, but somehow, I’m detached from it all, as if perhaps it’s happening to someone else as I watch it from the sidelines. Each day runs into the next with no real beginning or end, time seemingly defined by body counts, not days, with the only real marker of time the loud and persistent daily reminders from my cats who demand meals with regularity, showing no regard for my malaise or inability to comprehend the newly defined COVID-19 landscape all around me. Read more

Happy 12th birthday to my favorite wild kitty!

Bengal cats, the result of a cross between a wild Asian leopard cat and a domestic cat are known for many things, most noticeably their speckled, marbled, or spotted coats that give them that distinctly wild look. They are also great jumpers and climbers – so much so, they can jump up to three times their height in a single leap, boldly letting you know as they do, because they are also quite loud and chatty as a breed. Zoey, our Bengal, who is celebrating her 12th birthday today does not disappoint the breed – even with her officially being a senior cat, she shows no signs of letting up, down or quieting her true nature.

Case in point – due to several cats of ours that can’t seem to behave, witnessed by the territorial marking on our bed of late, our bedroom is now off-limits with the door shut. However, because we live in Florida and we need to run the air conditioner, we are forced to keep the door open so the air unit can properly function. Our solution – a very tall, 6-foot-high, wicker divider we bought to place in front of the open door to allow the air to circulate but to keep uninvited feline guests out.

With Zoey that door didn’t have a chance in heck of winning…

Zoey’s response to that? A rather loud and dramatic guttural meow she bleats while jumping over the wicker gate in one fell swoop to the other side. “Senior cat? Ha,” says Zoey, as the other cats look at her from the other side of the wicker contraption, marveling at her accomplishment.

What can I say? She’s my girl and she’s been loud and dramatic ever since we got her as a tiny kitten who fit in the palm of my hand. I love her to pieces and wouldn’t have her any other way. Okay, maybe she could lower the decibel at bit at 5:00 a.m. in the morning when she starts to rouse to demand breakfast, but other than that…

Happy Birthday, Zoey – I love you today and every day!

Happy Birthday, Zoey! I love you so much and wishes for many, many more!

The pain is real folks, the pain is real…

I’ve been MIA for quite a while now – no time to blog like I used to, but I thought it would be nice to share a brief update on Shadow for Sunday-Selfie. He’s been with us nearly 4 months now – clearly a part of our family – with the reaction of his permanent residence still receiving mixed reviews. Dan and me, that’s easy, we love the guy with his bold personality and charming ways. The other seven cats, still, not so much. Read more

As my fingers type the words, Happy 11th Birthday to Peanut, Rolz, and Mia, my fingers have a sense of deja vu. The graphic I created for the occasion – didn’t I just do this a couple of months ago with the number 10? I honestly don’t know where time is going, or why it has to go by so quickly. I want time to stand still so I can enjoy my precious kittens who are no longer kittens so that a year passing doesn’t seem like mere days.

So much love and so many good memories. Happy birthday 11th birthday my sweet kitties and here’s wishing for many, many more. Happy birthday also to your brother Zeuss Catt, living a loving life with his family in Boston.

Shadow has officially been with us for one month!

So, our little black cat, the one who showed up unexpectedly at our house the morning of November 8^th has been with us officially one month, today. We named him Shadow, a name perfectly suited for him, as he tends to lurk in the shadows of our house, blending into our counters, furniture, and more. He also likes to shadow the other cats, trying to make friends as only an energetic 6-month-old young cat will do, which they don’t find quite as endearing as I do. Especially Jazmine. Read more