Since shortly after Daphne arrived, we’ve started having problems with some cat peeing outside the litter box. No, the cat is not missing the litter box. He or she is making marks on Mr L’s and my personal gear, on things on the kitchen counter (yes, ewww), some papers, and … Continue reading →
Too many reports to read thoroughly. I learned to scan for content. And pray I didn’t miss anything critical. People think being a spy means you’re an international man of mystery, driving fast cars and getting the girl. I guess that’s more enticing than the reality I see every day. … Continue reading →
“Mom, I’ve decided to buy a convenience store.” Vihn helped her make the bed and clean the hotel room while she worked so he could talk to her. It was among his oldest memories, spending time like this with his mother. She’d taken him to work with her until he … Continue reading →
I’m a solid believer in uninterruptible power supplies (UPS). Definitely use a surge protector, but why do you need or want an UPS? The number one reason is so your computer doesn’t experience a rude shut down in either a power outage or a power blip. You know the kind. … Continue reading →
Cynthia closed her eyes and sighed. Not a contented sigh. Oh, how she wished she could find a contented sigh in her somewhere. No. This was the sigh of a million frustrations and disappointments. This was a sigh of disappointment in herself. Why couldn’t she find balance and contentment in … Continue reading →
They’d dared me to do it, and I was wishing it was dark instead of daylight. In the darkness, someone would be less likely to see me. This way, anyone in town might see me sneaking into the old Murphy mansion set back from the main road. I know. You’re … Continue reading →
Tessa unpacked in her new apartment. She’d purposefully shed herself of belongings for this new start, but some items had to accompany her. She was ready for the box she’d saved for last. It wasn’t large. She sat on her love seat with the box on her lap. Holding it … Continue reading →
Sneaky (Squeaky, Sneakers, Squeakers) is becoming more and more domesticated. Last week, she was playing with my shoe. She’ll let me scoop her up and cradle her on her back in my arms. She’ll let me carry her around a little bit. Admittedly, she’s a little anxious for that, but … Continue reading →
Kenneth peered at the shoes in his room from underneath his bed. The shoes connected to his father’s feet. Please don’t let him look under here. Please don’t have him flip the bed. Kenneth begged whatever powers that be every time his father went on a rampage like this. Usually, … Continue reading →
Today has truly hit post convergence, with the A-Z Blogging Challenge, the Merry Go Round Blog Tour post, and, of course, your regular Saturday Cat update (my version of #caturday), it’s a busy day of reading here at RandR. I got a couple of fairly close shots of Mooch last … Continue reading →