If you follow me on IG or Facebook, you may have seen this photo and know that I recently had surgery on my big left toe. Gibbs has been glued to me unless he is eating, pooping, or under the weight of a snuggling Hoshi. The surgery went as smoothly as could be expected. No complications. It started in early August, 2024, while traipsing around downtown Appleton on day three for the annual Mile of Music fest. My left foot,Read more
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“Don’t Get Me Started!” for #SoCS
Don’t get me started on what I don’t like Encourage me not from life’s displeasure I shall rant and rage and blood pressure spike The likes of which none of you can measure Human is to blame constantly, you see For ignoring me in crucial, dark times She forgets how to pay respect to me When I affirm in yowls the obvious signs Alas poor Gibbers, I knew him starving For it shall be my demise at wench’s hand ToRead more
#SoCS: The Four B’s
Do you see the lump in the middle of this photo? It’s Hoshi cat, who decided last weekend that the warmth of a comforter is far, far better than the bitter sub-zero cold outside. Snuggling seems to be her game lately (Gibbs too) due to closed windows and very few birds, if any. Late autumn (what Wisconsinsites call early winter before actual winter) has been a roller coaster of snow, frigid cold, more snow, a warm-up here and there (38FRead more
#SoCS: The Company I Keep
“Time spent with a cat is never wasted.” ~Colette~ It’s been six weeks since I last blogged, and that last post wasn’t a very happy one. An update: Friend Margie went to heaven on my birthday, September 26, so I suppose I will never forget her on that day. I am missing both Margie and Paul, but the last month and a half has reminded me that I have a wonderful circle of family and friends that continually bring happiness,Read more
This and That
It’s been a bit of a week. After attending church services, Easter was understated and quiet. I went home, did some laundry, vacuumed, and ate a piece or two of chocolate. On Tuesday, Gibbs went to the vet for his annual and the vet found he had a bad tooth that will need to be extracted in the near future. He sang to his people on the way there, but was more subdued on the way home (maybe it wasRead more
#SoCS: I’m Starving!
I require food, oh wicked human wench! Thou hast ignored mine loud and plaintiff pleas A cry for thine to stifle this starved quench While I am ignored with brazen-faced glee It is time, or as near as time allows Thy time piece doth not matter in this place Wench! Rise up! Give this catticus its chow I wish kibble, not a foolish embrace Thou is a mean human, beyond reproach Can wench not see that to death I shallRead more
#SoCS: Awe and Aww in Photos
I am going to make this simple on a SoCS Saturday with two photo galleries. You may have seen some of these photos before in other blog posts, but since they fall under both of the prompted words, I’m not apologizing. A W E Can you guess which photos are local, which are from Colorado, the two from Ohio and one from Missouri? I’ll give you the painting from a museum in Madison, WI. A W W W . .Read more
Twelve Poses for One-Liner Wednesday
“Cats never strike a pose that isn’t photogenic.” ~Lilllian Jackson Braun~ Yeah, whatever. Tell that to Hoshi. I was trying to get a nice photo of her green and blue eyes as the sun filtered into the bedroom window. Her response? NOPE, NOPE, NOPE, NOPE, NOPE, NOPE, NOPE… Obstinate, but acting all innocent and sweet. Purring. Moving on, the photographer made a few more attempts. GETTING CLOSER… I swear, she was being deliberate in avoiding direct eye contact. C’mon babyRead more
#SoCS and #Caturday: The Present
A Poem From the Cat(s) “I thank you for the food you bring, and for my little squeaky thing. I thank you for your friendly talks, and when you change my litter box. I thank you for the naps we share, and putting up with tufts of hair. I thank you for these things you do… Enjoy the mouse I caught for you!” ~Unknown Author~ While Gibbs once brought a dead bird into my bedroom several years ago as aRead more
#SoCS: Halfway Decent Coffee Mugs
Over the years, I have collected, broke, lost and donated away a number of coffee mugs. Right off the bat, I will say I may be a bad football fan because a Packer mug is not among the current in-use collection. I do have a Super Bowl mug from 1997, but it’s not in the cupboard. Instead, it sits in a plastic container, in storage, because I’m a bad Packer fan. Or maybe a good Packer fan because I don’tRead more
Daughter
This was written in response to a devotional sent out to membors of a church Life Group I am part of on alternate Wednesday evenings. The devotional asked: “Tell Jesus what you think he thinks of you. Ask him if it’s true.” It’s difficult to write about self, especially when it calls upon your faith or spirituality – whether or not one is adhering to its teachings, or at least trying. You do not have to be Christian or religiousRead more
#A Caturday SoCS: Can You?
Gibbs! Yo, human? What’s with the “yo” and “human?” The polite response is “yes mom.” Just testing out my voice after I lost it last week. I think it’s mostly back. Cool, right? Well, yes and no. It’s a good thing you’re okay and getting back in form, but I was rather enjoying the quiet of the laryngitis without the many mews for attention and food and just because. You don’t want me to talk, mom? I would like youRead more
Mary J Melange 