Today was an interesting day for Simon, perhaps the most of all time. He has a very small brain.
When I got home from work, Simon curled up on the couch next to me and fell asleep in a 100 percent nonthreatening environment. Ten minutes later, he made a moaning sound, and either woke up and [...]
My dad learned how to drive at the same age at which I learned how to ride a bike (8 years).
One cannot, by definition, be a good parent if one forgets to feed one’s children just because it is the job of one’s husband who happens to be out of town.
So we have these two cats who are adorable. The reason we have two is that when one of us is home alone and sad, we have one kitten to wipe away the tears from each eye.
At least that’s supposed to be how it works. I have not had a single tear mopped up by [...]
I have a cat. His name is Simon. He is paws-down the cutest thing on four legs.
He may not be so cute, though, when we have to get him a pair of those upside-down-vision glasses to flip his vision so he can see correctly during the 12 minutes per day that he’s looking at the [...]
If I could have one wish granted, I would wish that my head weighed less so that I could use the furry underbellies of our kittens as pillows.
The roles in our home are clear and well-defined. Stephan vacuums; takes care of the cats*, car, and finances; and makes blueberry waffles on Saturday mornings. I cook most things, clean most things, and do the laundry.
Kittens, your jobs are very simple:
One: Look cute.
Two: Rush to meet me at the door, when I get home [...]
