It's dark in Minnesota most of the time* these days. The sun comes up after 7:30am and sets by 4:30pm as we roll toward the winter solstice this weekend. Today is weirdly warm: everything is melting and rainy out, which seems odd and ominous. Not because of global warming, necessarily, although that's an overriding issue,… Continue reading A Time for Rest
Category: fAngus and Ragnar
Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time
The other day I got an email titled "Gen X Women: The Latchkey Crones" and honestly, that sounds like murder mystery series I'd read. Or watch. Preferably set in some small village somewhere, although it'd more likely be tired-as-fuck middle aged women who add murder solving to managing teenage dramas, the usual everyday life partner… Continue reading Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time
The Yeeting of 2024 and Round 2
In the scheme of all my life, the last couple of months will be little more than a blip of unpleasant time in an otherwise pretty decent year. I had to wait until I was off the heavy pain meds to write this update: apologies for the delay. So, for those who need a recap:… Continue reading The Yeeting of 2024 and Round 2
fAngus Holiday Joy
The Horde put the tree up last weekend. fAngus is pleased. Aah, sparkly bed. I see you taking pictures, human servant. I will tolerate it. I’m done paying attention to you now. You may go. May your holiday season be as colorful and chill as fAngus’s. If SAD affects you, the countdown is on: only… Continue reading fAngus Holiday Joy
Of Owls and Squirrels and Dogs
I'm a touch melancholy today. It's the 7th anniversary of Chewy's last day, so a bunch of pictures and the post I wrote a year later popped up in my memories https://jessicasettergren.com/2018/10/03/pets-not-for-the-faint-hearted/ which got me teary-eyed. He was a good boy, with a big strong warrior's heart, and I miss him extra today. None of… Continue reading Of Owls and Squirrels and Dogs
Choose Your fAngus
I spent last week commuting to the office every day because the work-folk from Europe were in town. It was a very fun, very productive, very long week. My commute is nearly an hour one way when there's no traffic, so on average it was 2.5-3 hours in the car every day. Also, let's be… Continue reading Choose Your fAngus
A Tisket, A Tasket…
A fAngus in a basket… Oh, is this your clean bedding? I had no idea! What’s over there? Is that a ghost in the corner? Just…look away from the cat in the basket, human!
A fAngus Follow Up
I'm working on a book review and some other bits of news, but in the meantime Mr. fAngus had a bit of a photo shoot last night that produced some entertaining expressions. He wasn't trying to look like a disdainful supermodel, but that's what ended up happening after Ragnar and Minerva ran by making noise,… Continue reading A fAngus Follow Up
How I Offended fAngus This Week. Also, an Essay Published!
fAngus, who is nearly seven (and no, I don't know how old that makes him in cat years because, unlike dogs, cats don't enthusiastically share their actual age with folk they consider staff) has always been a contrary little dude. He prefers not to snuggle, thank you very much. He spent most of his time… Continue reading How I Offended fAngus This Week. Also, an Essay Published!
Just…Dogs and Dogs Adjacent.
Yesterday was 70 degrees, so I took my laptop on the deck and found this goober on my chair. Please note how she refuses to look AT me, because I'm telling her to get the hell off my spot so I can work. FYI, there's a second chair she could've used. It’s a running joke… Continue reading Just…Dogs and Dogs Adjacent.
No Pithy Phrase 