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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...

Friday, September 24, 2010

Weird dreams...

I know I've probably talked about this before - but where do you think our dreams originate?  Some people think they're random neurons firing in our brains and other people think they are a product of the things preying on our subconscious minds.  I've often wondered if they have something to do with the things we eat before we go to bed - I can't eat peanuts or peanut butter or I will have full-on nightmares!  I wish I could figure this dream out:  the other night I was dreaming that I had nothing to wear as I pawed through a closet full of clothes.  I finally settled on a black skirt, a white sweater and a black & white houndstooth jacket.  Apparently I had gotten a two-week temp job as - wait for it - the Prime Minister of Australia.  Any idea what made me dream that?

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