Phospho-Soda

I’m still taking the bead class, and still liking it. I’ve purchased the bare necessities to start practicing at home, and I’ve signed up for the second installment. I’ve gotten better at it, and while I don’t pretend to possess any true talent, I think I have some good ideas. This last lesson we played…

I couldn’t take it any more. Mr. White Deaf Cat, my foster for the past couple of weeks, is easily the most curious, agile, destructive force I’ve ever encountered with four legs and a purr. After about a week in the foster room he discovered how to open the lower doors on the corner cabinet…

I’m outside, on the deck (10’ X10’ of floor planks and rails, sadly in need of attention). For “attention” read “restoration”. Today is my day off. There is no chance of me doing anything that needs doing beyond the already accomplished sweeping of the arbor vitae droppings and cleaning of the patio table and two…

A housekeeping note: I’ve now added links to my index page for all my song paradies. So, for those of you with particularly masochistic tendencies, you should find my little ditties easy to locate and enjoy again and again and again. For those of you with better evolved self-preservation behaviors, you now have a list…

Kittehs and water don’t usually mix, but Nazzaning, a six-year-old Turkish Van cat (Turkish Vans are natural swimmers), is using water for her own good. She was suffering from partial paralysis in her paw and couldn’t walk anymore. A neurologist at the hospital suggested hydrotherapy to help Nazzaning walk again. He explained, “Her muscles needed…

I don’t know if you’ve seen the movie or not. I can easily see how they missed it. What you see is a far-away line of dust at the upper-right hand corner of the screen, which is as far away from the action as it’s possible to be. In addition, there’s a chimney with smoke…