I recently hired a relationship coach. He’s dark and handsome, but not very tall. Actually, his name is Handsome and he’s a gorgeous panther-like black kitten I recently adopted. Our first night together was a little rocky. He alternated between hiding under my bed, behind my...
It was laundry day. I was in the basement and had just put a load in the dryer. As I headed to the stairs, I saw Shya coming down, a little cup of espresso in each hand – one for him and one for me....
Baby was seated in the office window – one of her favorite places during the day. Her tail was twitching, which usually indicates birds at the feeder in our yard. I came over to stroke my hand down her back and share her view. Leaning...
I sat on the end of the bed. I was feeling strangely unmotivated. I had plenty of ideas what I “should” do and yet I didn’t find myself moving to do those things; office work, going for a walk, even reading a book. I could tell...
During our “Corona” spring and summer, virtually all of Ariel and my fishy plans were set aside. Our March trip to Hawaii that included several days of fishing was cancelled. Our May fishing trip to the Bahamas was cancelled, too. And Canada was closed to...
Dear Readers, Over the last months, we have gotten many emails about our Kitten Chronicles Blog. Readers have told us that they read each blog post to let go of the stress of the day or as an inspirational start to the week. One reader sent...
I saw Baby from across the room and suddenly I was transported. In a rush, I experienced her as gorgeous. It was an overwhelming burst of love, appreciation and awe in her beingness, her beauty. She wasn’t doing anything in particular. She just was. And...
Some moments flash by and are gone too quickly to capture as an image with my camera. When that happens, an internal snapshot often takes place and with any luck, it is crisp and clear. A moment like that happened recently and it remains emblazoned...
During our Corona summer, we spent much more time in our home and have created an organic approach to housework. Since our days are largely our own to structure, we do the laundry as needed rather than designate a day of the week to handle...
The assault started sometime after 3am. Baby wanted to play. She no longer permitted the lazy scratch behind the ears while she purred and she ceased being content to patrol the ridgeline of our bodies as we attempted to sleep on our sides. By 4am...