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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...

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Ittz all in Mom's hedd...

wen she gitz all uptite abowt eadin meet.  I node sumthin wuz goin on da othur day wen she came home frum da growshri store wif sum meet in da bag.  Wen I saw it wuz a stake I jumpped fur joy.  So she cookt it on that stoave thing and we had dinnur but she gayve mos of it to me.  I wud have et it raw and sayved her the trubble.  She tole her frend that its the smel that getz her and so she aynt byin no more meet cept slyct turkee.  Shez jest sorta crayzee about this meet thing an in a cupple ov munths sheel buy sum agin and I wil get to eet it.
Jes youz wate and see.


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