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I’ve been so lucky in this rescue endeavor that I used to think “sometimes things do go wrong.” But it’s been such a challenging year so far, with the death of Mocha, the mite infestation and “gut problems” with Pokey, … Continue reading →

Around the first of each month, I revamp my to-do list. I separate the short-term to-dos (get oil change) from the longer-term ones (do taxes, finish screenplay). Often, these longer ones end up being repeated, month after month, until they … Continue reading →

In my last post, I didn’t even want to mention the fact that Grace had disappeared – as if giving voice to this fact could make it become permanent. Just as I was beginning kitten watch, and she was becoming … Continue reading →

It’s been a while since I’ve posted – partly because the spring seems to have become the most insane time for me, work-wise, but also because it was, for a few weeks anyway,  weirdly smooth sailing with my fur-babies. After … Continue reading →

It’s been a (weirdly quiet, uncomplicated) month now since both Little Maude and Ritz were adopted. The first has gone very well – despite a temperamental outburst here and there by Princess M. They love her anyway and she clearly loves … Continue reading →

March has been such a whirlwind. No time to breathe let alone blog. But so much has happened! Little Maude has found a home – thanks to a fortuitous/blessed “share” I made in an essay class. I was talking about … Continue reading →

It’s been a few weeks since I blogged. After Mocha died, I could have taken a break, but instead I hurled myself quickly into the next rescue. (And what’s that about? Do I always need a challenge? Is the best … Continue reading →

It’s been an interesting almost-week since Mocha died. Death can crack you wide open, exposing you to all kinds of thoughts, feelings, lessons, challenges – as turbulent and inevitable as the storms rolling through Northern California. One thing I realized … Continue reading →

I just finished cleaning out the bathroom that was Mocha’s home since her December stroke, because I’m not much good for desk work right now. The house seems empty and silent without her puckish spirit in all corners. I am … Continue reading →

After sinking her claws into life following her Christmas stroke, Mocha has been loosening her grip. In the last five days, her internal fire has dimmed to a pilot light, and she is lost in the strange haze of end … Continue reading →