laugh, cry, relate
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 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…
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…
I’ll admit that over the last few months there have been moments when the balls have dropped. Not all at the same time, unless you count the three consecutive mornings AND evenings where I put my shoes on before I put my pants on (mornings) and slippers on before I…
This post is written in collaboration with Pet Circle What with picking up some additional Crazy in my life of late, I recently introduced myself to the experience of online shopping. Not the odd