cats
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Well…. we talked about it yesterday. Jason and me. We were distressed that Sneezles was distressed. We were upset that he was upset. We were suffering because he was suffering. At 3:15 am, some of that was resolved. Sneezles’s body finally gave out. Jason was with him till the end. He brushed, petted, watched, and Read more
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….. Sneezles (the cat) hasn’t eaten anything in nearly a week. Or, at least about a week. He barely moves. Barely drinks. I think he mews when he doesn’t see anyone for a while or just when he has strength to do so. Quite clearly, he won’t be around for much longer. And there’s nothing Read more
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I’m sad to report that the little rogue kitten, Nuisance, has taken a trip to join the rest of his family on a farm. While not completely tamed, Nuisance was getting to where he was starting to trust people, liked for his belly to be scratched, and even got to where he’d purr on people’s Read more
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Jason and I kind of have a history with Nuisance. We returned home one night and saw a crying shadow in mom’s animal trap. I was a bit surprised. We knew it was out there, but it played with the trap and mom’s nerves. It would play on top of the trap. It would play Read more
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Full name: – Little Mister Sneezles. Original name: – Little Mister Aliases: – Cat – Hey you – Kit-kit – What do you think you’re doing? – Sneezies Sneezles, as he is most commonly known, came into our life about ten or eleven years ago. Mister, our first fantastically pain in the butt cat had Read more
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Something strange happened this morning. I fell. It wasn’t just a little fall either. It had two parts. First, there was the pre-lack of coordination. This is when I performed the morning ritual of bribing… not giving… bribing the cat with some 6am snacks as a way let Jason get another hour of sleep before Read more
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Once, several years ago, mom had several birdfeeders, ranging from plastic, to wood, to metal, filled with sunflower seeds and thistle seeds. I would sit on the front porch, surrounded by birdsong. If I ever looked up from my laptop, blue jays, robins, assorted finches, and cardinals fought each other for position on the feeders. Read more
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She and her twin brother where born in a shelter. Her brother was larger and more strong. She was weak, timid, and shy. Abandoned and without a name, she hid from the others least they attack because of her smallness. The girl ate the scraps left behind and only when no one was watching. Head Read more
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