Big Yellow Taxi

Those of you so inclined, send a prayer or a condolence card to the manager of my apartment complex. She just sat through fifteen minutes of me ranting about last night. It wasn’t her fault, it was beyond her control, she apologized beautifully and promised me reimbursement for my flowers, and I was still so…

OK, this story starts two years ago when I purchased a Barnes and Noble card during the Christmas holidays. I was book wrapping there a lot to earn money for the cat shelter, and I ended up saving more money than I spent on the card from the discounts I got on meals there. You…

Memories from March 21, 1997 are simultaneously vivid and surrealistic. Time has perhaps fuzzed the edges a bit, but the impact of what I hesitate to call a near death experience has not lessened. It has colored nearly all my significant choices over the the last near-quarter century in both good and not so good…

At the risk of sharing too much, that new diuretic that Dr. Liver prescribed for me is impressive. I’ve been on Lasix and Amileride since last August, and my kidneys had pretty much stopped responding to them. But this third diuretic on board has inspired me to take up a new exercise – the fifty-yard…

I’d taken a leave from the cat shelter I volunteer with. Part of the reason was the heavy immunosuppressants I’m on, and part of the reason was the amount of time I’m losing each week to the PUVA treatments. A vet tech from a local pharmaceutical who has been volunteering for the past half year…

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…