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Category Archives: Furry Feet (and fish)
Sasha fancies herself to be a cat, even though she is clearly not a cat. She greatly enjoys sneaking up onto the back of our couch cushions, straddling them, and then falling asleep. She knows the word “off” and will … Continue reading
You know when your cat comes over and lays down next to you wanting to nap, but he is so cute that you can’t stop petting him? That happened to James today. Poor baby James.
The other day I caught our orange cat, James, hanging on Husband’s robe. At the time of the robe hanging, the robe was itself hanging on the back of our bedroom door and, thankfully, not hanging on Husband. I happened … Continue reading
The other day Carter asked me if he could go skinny dipping in our backyard pool. Considering the time of day – it was daylight – and our location – the middle of one of the largest cities in the … Continue reading
The dogs were a tumbleweed of black fur as I opened the door to let them in. They had been outside to take care of their business and were eager to start their day, eager for their breakfast. Sasha whipped … Continue reading
Sasha, lovin’ life as only a dog can.
She spend a good half hour watching me wrap from her perch on the bed. The curling ribbon caused her to travel to the ground floor. Princess Leia was intrigued and ready to “help”. Her eyes, full of potential action, … Continue reading
My first two years of teaching, I worked with a population that was overwhelmingly high-needs. The entire district was Title I, meaning that greater than 95% (I don’t know the exact percentage, but it was in the high nineties) qualified … Continue reading
Recently I have been finding strange screenshots and additional tabs open on my computer.I started locking my keyboard. Chloe, took one last nap on my keyboard, discovered that she could no longer wreck havoc and immediately lost interest. I do … Continue reading