The Mother of All Fails

The Mother of All Fails

I’ve lost count of the myriad fails I have performed since I became a parent. To be honest, many of them now barely, if ever, enter my mind. I merely go along my merry way, barely flickering an eyelid at the misdemeanours I leave in my wake. It is indeed…

The Task of Doom

The sounds of retching stumbled their way up stairs to the first floor. Spasmodic. Violent. Disturbing. The disembodied voice of my husband, laden with concern filtered its way back down. “What are you doing? Are you okay?” *retch* “Just …*retch* just doing the *retch* kitty *retch* litter tr*retch*ay,” I managed…

A Catalogue of Catastrophies

A Catalogue of Catastrophies

Sorry. I tried to come up with some other feline-themed cliche, but it I was incapable of coming up with anything other than the boringly standard cat-alogue and cat-astrophe. *sigh* It might be that whole wave, roller coaster, maze thing going on right now. The Bloody Cat, a.k.a. Biscuit, has…