Author Archives: Jane Ganahl

The stars must have been in turbulent places this last week, as everywhere I turned there was drama and uncertainty. Starting with a completely unnecessary war of words with the head of a prominent animal welfare organization, continuing through Mocha’s … Continue reading →

I took Mickey to his new home on Saturday, after three months of getting him used to indoor living again. I was fairly confident that he’d be fine in his new digs in Redwood City, with his wonderful new mom, … Continue reading →

I read once that unless you spend at least a few minutes every day giving of yourself in a situation where no one will say thank you, you’re not maximizing your time on the planet. Just this morning, when I … Continue reading →

My holiday week was a bit on the chaotic side, with family members visiting the coastside, every day Christmas commitments, Mocha drifting between comatose and perky, Mickey finding a home (!) and a new tabby who showed up at the … Continue reading →

A quick update to say that the old girl is still with me. She has had moments where I had to check her breathing to see if she was still alive, to moments when she stands on wobbly legs in … Continue reading →

Friday morning she was fine; Friday night she was not. Mocha started refusing food, and then just lay down and stayed there. Immobilized by unseen forces that dimmed her bright eyes and sapped her strength, it was like a light … Continue reading →

It’s been a while since I last blogged – almost two weeks – but I’ve been busy trying to find a modicum of balance in my bursting household. And among the restless denizens thereof. I decided that if indeed Pokey … Continue reading →

I got the fateful text on Saturday: Pokey had lashed out again at his new people, and perhaps it was time to come and pick him up. I was in tears – I had such hopes that this would be … Continue reading →

I got home Monday but it’s taken me several days to catch up to my life! Iggy and Lena were of course fine, but on day 2 when I brushed Claude, I noticed some pretty awful scabs on his back … Continue reading →

Litquake is over – it was a huge success – and I’m now in the Pacific Northwest at my friend’s cabin for decompression, writing, recovery from a year that has absolutely crushed me with stress. As thrilled as I am … Continue reading →