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The Last Week of June

Posted by on Jul 7, 2013 in Daily Shalagh, Little Guy Lessons, Pretty Pictures, The Furry Side of the Family, The Good Mother | 4 comments

The Last Week of June

The last week ( and a half) of June, found us doing stuff. We visited with friends and their dogs. Took a closer look at critters with shells. Mugged for the camera in front of an El Camino at Target. Lounged around. And picnicked at the park, lunched with my blog group gals, And attended my sister in-laws baby shower where Cousin Ava got to poke Fiona. When Emma is born (pregnant sister-in-law not shown), they’ll have their own girl gang. I had to puzzle out and download a new Google calendar to view on my phone. And Mark and I lost at...

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Mr. Crackers

Posted by on Jul 5, 2013 in Daily Shalagh, Pretty Pictures, The Furry Side of the Family | 0 comments

Mr. Crackers

 I’ve been insisting that Eamon have his own kitten for over a year now. When we lost Butthead this past April, I asked and we received. Summer’s here and I imagined hours upon hours being occupied by playing with the kitten. So we rolled up to the nice lady’s trailor and plucked the little boy to take home for our little boy. On the ride home Eamon named him Crackers. He was to be a General Crackers. But he got demoted to Mister later. Complete craziness is what these furry babies bring in their wake. And they have attention needs. And it is...

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Bloody Birds

Posted by on May 30, 2013 in Daily Shalagh, Random, Silly I Tell You, The Furry Side of the Family | 2 comments

Bloody Birds

Tis the season for dead birds. Spring and summer finds our little bird friends getting jiggy with it. They’re coming into town, having sex parties everywhere, running into windows, and creating little ones that fly and fall out of their nests and we have to watch and pray for them. I have had numerous run ins with our feathered neighbors since I’ve lived in this house (from which I’ll never be able to afford to move). Should I spare you the story of the baby chimney swifts that fell into my chimney and I had to drive up to Dover to deliver to...

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The Birds, Bees, and Kitties

Posted by on Apr 26, 2013 in Daily Shalagh, Gathering My Lessons, Little Guy Lessons, Silly I Tell You, Son Shine, The Furry Side of the Family, The Good Mother, The Soapbox | 6 comments

The Birds, Bees, and Kitties

I recently had to explain to my seven year-old why I was shooing the kitty away from the house and away from the girl kitty who was acting kinda funny. We were having a birds, the bees, and kitties talk in which we discussed how boy kitties have spikes on the end of their winkles to ensure their parenthood possibilities. My poor son will never be able to shake the images of that conversation. Good. He did understand there’s a biological imperative for species survival. They don’t even realize they are programmed to continue their existence....

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And We Say Adieu To Our Beloved Butthead

Posted by on Apr 19, 2013 in Daily Shalagh, Friendship, Little Guy Lessons, Pretty Pictures, The Furry Side of the Family | 14 comments

And We Say Adieu To Our Beloved Butthead

If you know us, you know Butthead. He’s the cat who went missing for a week in Easton.My son’s brother cat. In a sad and really sudden turn of events, our beloved Butthead has departed from our company. As in, he had something heinous cancery wrong with him and his lungs began to fill with fluid. Last Friday, I hauled him and Fiona to the vet’s where she extracted 250 ml of fluid from his lungs (he was drowning). The cells confirmed he had cancer in the glands around the heart. The vet said take him home and let his little boy say goodbye to...

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Buddy Buddy Butthead Revisited

Posted by on Oct 21, 2012 in Daily Shalagh, Essayist, Friendship, Gathering My Lessons, The Furry Side of the Family, The Good Mother, Used To Be | 2 comments

Buddy Buddy Butthead Revisited

As today marks the year anniversary of the return, after a weeks abrupt absence, of our cat Butthead, I felt the urge to share the story once more for those who missed reading it the first time. It’s a good one. Enjoy. At 9am on a mid-October Saturday, my husband had called me at our home in Denton from his cell phone. Neither of us recalls the reason for this call. Before the line went dead, he utters the equivalent of “Freaking cat” and probably more unheard expletives. Our cat Butthead had stowed away in the back of a moving truck...

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