…That the cats are creepily accurate feline reflections of Boyfriend and I. The female is: Thinner Lighter Neater High-strung Overly Sensitive and Prone to Poorly Timed Fits of Affection The male is: Bigger Darker Sloppier Laid-back Largely Unflappable and Prone to Napping in Unlikely Places I sense a cosmic conspiracy of Berúthiel-esque proportions. One ofContinue reading “We interrupt your regular broadcast due to a terrifying realization…”
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Spring comes to my household
And mostly the time for Natalia to drink coffee in the yard, whilst wearing a set of out-of-season “ho ho ho” pajamas in pink and white, and watching the cats as they watch the bugs (no picture is forthcoming).
70’s Era Porn Set Blanket Attacks!
The following home video is dedicated to Anna. Note how Fanty isn’t terribly perturbed by the maraduing blanket, but the mobile phone I’m recording him with is pretty interesting to him. The power of Nokia technology – even cats get it. On one level or another. Anyway, I do have more important things to blogContinue reading “70’s Era Porn Set Blanket Attacks!”
… In which Natalia joins the feminist dog uprising
Good idea, Renee! Like Jill, I can’t exactly look after a dog right now. But I have always been a dog lover. I grew up with a Doberman, Joy, in the house, and that dog was responsible for many great deeds, including saving my mother from an attacker on the stairs of our old buildingContinue reading “… In which Natalia joins the feminist dog uprising”
Natalia A. 