What could possibly be left of Pablo after I brushes off this much fur?
Archive for the ‘Pets’ Category
28 May
Ferie update
Perl and I saw Ferie tonight. She (not a “he” as I previously thought) is back to guarding her corner of the complex. The Author says that Ferie snubbed her for about 10 days, but she has started eating again and everything is back to normal. Everything except Ferie’s missing tail.
23 May
Palace Cafe
Perl and I have started a new Sunday morning tradition. We walk to Murphy Street and I sip a vanilla latte while blogging. Perl protects me from the street. She isn’t much of a guard dog. And with the street still under construction, it is pretty empty on Sundays. But we’ve had a few visitors. [...]
23 May
Ferie sighting
Every morning and every evening as I “walk the dog” past the place where Ferie used to sun bathe, I look for him. For almost two weeks, I haven’t seen him and decided he must have crawled off into the ivy to die. Then Thursday morning I saw him. The cat with no tail. He [...]
22 May
I am a bleeding heart
When I “walked the dog” this evening, Nevermore was still there. He’d moved a couple feet here and there to get out of the way, but he was still basically in the same place for the last 24 hours. A couple feathers sticking out from his right wing, he had that newborn fuzz on the [...]
22 May
Nevermore
There is a young raven with a broken wing. I’ve had to pass him four times now while “walking the dog” last night and this morning. He is so sad. He doesn’t run away. He is dying. I want to rescue him. I want to take him home and nurse him back to health, even [...]
2 Apr
Banana bread, dead gophers, and puppies
Before Perl and I left for our “morning constitutional,” I put a loaf of banana bread in the oven to bake. Upon exiting the building, we were greeted by a dead gopher. Seems that maybe Mitsy wasn’t the one who killed the gopher a couple months ago and left it in front of my door. [...]
1 Apr
Negotiations continue
The relationship between Perl and Pablo is tenuous at best. The battle continues as Pablo uses his sexual prowess to convince Perl to move out of his spot on the couch. Perl was laying next to me when Pablo decided he wanted the couch. He gingerly worked his way onto the couch and rubbed up [...]
