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Bookkeeper, tax preparer, cat lady, blogger, organizer, mystery writer.

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I've finally decided that I am a writer - all the other things I do just pay the bills. Someone eloquent once said that if you do what you love, the money will follow. Well, let's just see about that.

RIP Aggie

RIP Aggie
Aggie was my fifteen-year-old cairn terrier - or maybe I should say I was her 55-year-old person! She was my faithful companion, spoiled rotten and I am still trying to figure out what to do without her.

Peter the Cat...

Peter the Cat...
This is Peter the gingersnap tabby! He's seven years old and has just been promoted to Peter the Very, Very Good. He is working his way up to Peter the Great...

Bee - the Cat Who Came From Somewhere Else...

Bee - the Cat Who Came From Somewhere Else...
Bee is Peter's buddy. He's eight years old and has made himself right at home. I guess cats really do come in pairs or sets of three!

And Jasper makes three!

And Jasper makes three!
Jasper is our new guy - the Cat From Another Place. He's four years old and we think he likes it here - so far, so good!

Buzz about...

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Wishful thinking...

but it actually did snow here - twenty years ago!  We woke up to ice on the power lines and a dusting of snow on the cars and the grass.  It didn't last long - and it was nothing like the snow in New York when I was a kid or the vast amounts of snow in Michigan when I was in college - but it was snow nonetheless.

So much for my Christmas video fest featuring Tom Selleck (sensing a theme here?) - I watched both of my Jesse Stone movies last night - Night Passage and Thin Ice - so I am digging through the box of DVDs I had put aside for Tim looking for something to occupy me and the dogs tomorrow.  We are having either BLTs or knockwurst with sauerkraut for dinner tomorrow - Monty's favorite things.  We might have one for lunch and one for dinner - we'll see.  I'm trying to make his last days with me good ones, you see.  Please pray for my sweet boy - he's been looking sad and hiding under my desk off and on, so I'm starting to get worried about him - I know that dreaded time is coming.  But we're both okay with it - it's not like I'm never going to see him again.  God loves dogs - or else there wouldn't be so many!

Merry Christmas, everybody!  Have a wonderful holiday!
I wish it were beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

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