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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...

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

I am not complaining. I am not complaining...


I have been so busy this morning I haven't had time to think.  Or pee, for that matter.  Busy is a good thing, but I am just about wrung out.  It's hot in here - I have the door open and the fan going.  I just took a quick break to eat lunch because I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon (stupid tooth!) and the phone has finally stopped ringing.  I will never understand procrastinators, I really won't.  There are only two sure things in this life: death and taxes.  And I have come to the conclusion that some people fear taxes more than the Grim Reaper.  Honestly, people - it's just the IRS!

1 comment:

  1. Keep repeating...it's just two more days...you'll get through it. Don't forget to treat yourself to something nice on April 16th.

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