We are doing okay, Max and I. (Andy's okay, too, but I wasn't worried about him. He wasn't as attached.) Grief is a strange …
I want to go out happy
I've mentioned before that Gracie was a calico, and quirky, and feisty, too. But she mellowed a bit in her old age. Still always …
Gracie’s Garden
I live out in the country. Where there are predators that eat cats. But, loving the outdoors myself, I couldn't bear to not let …
Her name is Grace
This morning, like every morning, she jumped on the bed, to sit in my lap and purr. For as long as I will stay in bed. She makes …