Pocket Change

Today is once again Damn Near Game Day, the last one of the regular football season. So sad, so sad. Tomorrow is not only Game Day, it’s THE Game Day to beat all Game Days — the Alabama game, also known as the Iron Bowl. However, with the way both teams have been playing this […]

Brave New Renton

Yesterday, my Renton reached a new milestone in his self-serving kitty life. He ventured into the world of the outside. Well, he has been outside before, but that was only while being confined in a carrier or his mamma’s arms, which he categorizes as ‘the usual place; different scenery.’ Yesterday was new. He went outside […]

Stories of Renton

At last! Finally, I seem to be keeping Renton amused this week. For cheap, too. For one thing, he’s finally gotten old enough to where it seems catnip has an effect on him (he’s gonna be nine months Friday week). I’ve sprinkled some dry catnip on the middle shelf of his cat tree thing. So […]

Renton 0, Callie 1

WOOHOO, IT’S GAMEDAY! I’m down in Auburn, and gettin’ ready to walk the campus. We’re gonna go by the bookstore and get some books (duh), and then we’re gonna go by the alumni tent, because I have access, and I’ve forgotten every time this year so far that I’ve got the privledge to take part […]

Catapult

I do enjoy my favorite cereal now and then; it’s tasty, sugary, and makes me forget I’m slowly turning into an adult. That is, until Renton spills it all over the floor. Then I miraculously change swiftly back into an adult, scolding Renton while throwing him out, and then bending over to clean up the […]

Who wants Trident? (I do, I do!)

Whew, I’m worn out. Not physically, just mentally. I’ve actually been working on my home website these past couple of days; finally got a few more things done with it. I got some stuff up for Renton’s section, and even a few pictures, though they’re just haphazardly slapped on there. I’ll beautify it later. I […]

Bathing the Cat and Thinking

I just gave Renton the Cat a bath. He’s off sulking and cleaning himself the old-fashioned way, apalled I would do such a thing to his fine fur coat. At least he tolerates baths; I am lucky in that. Long before I even got Renton, I had a vision of how my cat (I knew […]