December 9, 2014
I have a limited number of 2o15 pocket planners that I’m giving away on a first-come, first-serve basis. Just fill out the form below with your name and U.S. mailing address and I’ll get you the calendar before New Years. I have only about 100 of these left so don’t delay.
December 5, 2014
We used to live in a townhouse that had a stairway that came up from the ground level to the living level, right up the center of the house. There was a railing around the stair at the top that the cat could snooze on. One day Obi was awakened from his snooze by a fly. I should mention that Obi was a champion fly catcher, rivaling Mr. Miyagi from The Karate Kid.
Anyway, this fly buzzed Obi and then landed on the wall between the stairway railings. Below the fly was a one-story drop to the ground. Did this deter Obi? No way. He took a flying leap at the fly, which escaped, leaving Obi with claws extended as he slid down the wall and dropped all the way to the ground floor. There was priceless, Wily Coyote moment when Obi realized that he’d taken a leap into mid-air without thinking about the landing. He was unhurt in the fall, except for his pride.
November 21, 2014
I hate to admit this, but not too long ago I had a serious mouse problem. My cat had gotten very old and the mice moved in on him. When he finally passed away, we adopted two rescue cats who are born mousers.
One morning I woke up to the sound of eek-eek coming from my living room. I got up and went to the hallway which has a view of the living room below. And there were Simba and Pakka, my ferocious African cats, playing mouse hockey.
One cat was the goaltender on the east end of the living room and the other was set up on the west. The mouse was the hockey puck. Needless to say we took the mouse outside and let the cats have their way with it.
I like cats way better than mice.
