I present: a series of reasons why I'm not allowed to have nice things, brought to you by a cat who's been incarcerated in my house for the last three years and occasionally reminds me he'll eat my eyeballs first when I die. Destruction, wrapped in fluff. You clearly have too much screen time, and… Continue reading fAngus: Destroyer of Worlds (and cords)
I see you gave up your "healthy eating" bullshit and decided to get Starbucks today. I like the ham on those sandwiches too, you know. ALSO I'M STARVING TO DEATH HERE. HEY I like wrappers! That smells like ham! C'mon Ragnar, I'm dying here! I hate you. <crying softly> nobody loves me. Ragnar won't share… Continue reading A Friday Morning Drama in 5 Parts
This post is for you, Ron: as of today you're in the blog. The man I'm seeing (I'm 43...the struggle for appropriate labels might be silly, but "boyfriend" seems oddly not-quite-accurate...and I'm likely overthinking it anyway) has a horde. (Yes, I know you're reading this and you are decidedly a horde. I've been there at… Continue reading Of Puppies, Canine and Human
First, I accidentally wrote "bitch" instead of "bits" the first time, so that shows you where my head is at today. I almost left it that way. Second, this week a year ago I was in between the end of my Red Devil chemo treatments and the beginning of Taxol. If you have been around… Continue reading Today Is World Cancer Day – Get Your Bits Checked
I don't have a real post today, so I've compiled a few choice things I've said out loud in the past week or two to various furry fools in my life. That sock isn't yours. Stop eating the innards. Minerva, whenever she can get a sock out of the laundry before I put them away.… Continue reading Things I Never Thought I’d Say ’til I Had Pets – Part SeventyBillion
I'm on vacation. I'm supposed to be in Cocoa Beach, but Covid is an asshole so I'm home instead, working on the Banshee book and ignoring the puppy gleefully chewing on my dirty clothes pile. Sigh. I suppose I should do something about it before Minerva swallows a sock and has yet another cone-venture. Great… Continue reading Spamcation
A couple of days ago, I was hanging out with my brothers and sisters and some other dogs, when my super favorite human, Angie, introduced me to an obnoxiously HUGE dog and some weird tall lady. I was pretty nervous: I've only been alive for 11 weeks, and that dog was big and scary looking,… Continue reading My Name is Minerva. This House is Mine.