Purrs

Let's start with what you want: cat pictures. The video above shows 95 seconds of the kittens wrestling in my bedroom. During their first week in my apartment, I restricted them to that single room. This let them get used to an environment that was much larger than their cage at the vet. I should add: While…

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Introductions

Here we go! This time around, I'm giving my cats names in Klingon. This one is jI'IHqu', which means "I am very beautiful." The "'" signifies a glottal stop; that's what you say between the "uh" and "oh" of "uh-oh". The H signifies a hard "ch" sound, like in Bach or chutzpah. However, it's hard for cats…

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Shadow’s Gift

Anyone who has visited my apartment in the past few years must have noticed the odor of cat urine as they walked in. For my Wicca group and other spiritual visitors, I'd light incense to mask the smell. For everyone else... well, they may be too polite to mention it, but there's a reason why my apartment…

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The son of Boo

There is absolutely no reason for you to read this post. I had to write it. You don't have to read it. In my eulogy for my cat Mist, I described how Mist and her brother Shadow came into my life. They were the offspring of Jersey City street cats. Shadow carried the street-wise feral heritage of…

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Yeah, it’s a car

So I've got the new car. People around me seem to expect me to feel excited. I've blogged and posted on Facebook complaints about the purchase process. I was nervous about buying a new car, and now that I have it I'm nervous about owning it. Why don't I feel excited? At this point in my life,…

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A child of Boo

I have to write this. This doesn't mean you have to read it. Just skip it. This is the story I told my cats from time to time. Once upon a time, there was a little black kitten who was living homeless on the streets of Jersey City. A human, CJ, saw the kitten and gave her…

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Love and anger, feline style

My superintendent has been working to get the heat working properly in my apartment.  He was in here the other day with a plumber.  While they were here, my black cat Shadow got very territorial and attacked the plumber; I just heard about this today.  The plumber is refusing to return to my apartment unless Shadow is…

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