cat acceptance
I have spent the past several days giving food to a cat that doesn’t want it, and on the scale of difficulty, this ranks somewhere between assembling a different IKEA desk once every hour or so all day long, and performing brain surgery on yourself.
being an adult
Pestilence! Famine! Sulfur! Cat poop! This one is for the hardcore animal lovers only.
cat acceptance
Having been a person who was once publicly eviscerated in comment threads for having a giant cat, I like it when cats and owners get the chance to set the record straight.
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May 1, 2012 at 9:30am | 111 comments

caring
My husband says characterizing myself in this way is uncharitable, but what looks like "caring" to him is more properly recognized as my overwhelming need to fix things that are broken, quickly, quietly, seamlessly, so no one can tell anything was ever wrong.