One cat too many…
“Why is the cat outside?” my husband asked, peering through the sliding glass door onto our gray-blue deck where, indeed, our … Continue reading One cat too many…
“Why is the cat outside?” my husband asked, peering through the sliding glass door onto our gray-blue deck where, indeed, our … Continue reading One cat too many…
I’m going to celebrate my 50 years as if I own them. This is not my mother’s birthday. Every time … Continue reading Fifty years older and wiser….