The curious incident of the cat in the nighttime

At around 1:30 in the morning last Wednesday, I became semi-consciously aware of something moving in the darkness┬ánext to my head. I opened an eye to investigate and could just slightly make out the silhouette of my enormous cat standing at the top of the bed. I know that his back legs were planted on … More The curious incident of the cat in the nighttime

Mousie, mousie

My dog Suzanna is afraid of thunderstorms. (It seems random, I know, but all will become clear shortly.) Last fall when Harry the Beagle came to live with me he destroyed a small patch of grass in my side yard*. At the end of May I purchased a large bag of Kentucky Blue grass seed … More Mousie, mousie