New York city and I have a relationship. The first time we met was on a blind date ten years ago. I’d heard a lot about it. I’d even seen pictures. It sounded nice, sexy even, but you never know if the chemistry will be there until you’re actually face-to-face. Since then, we’ve been on... Continue Reading →
Philadelphia
Mr. C doesn’t like sandwiches. In our band of misfits this makes him the odd man out. If I put a sandwich down for Barnaby or Watson it would disappear in seconds. They’d like it so much they’d even lick the ground to make sure they didn’t miss the smallest speck of deliciousness. Even Jasper... Continue Reading →
Three. Two. One. Go…
Three pets, two people, one cross-country adventure. I bought a backpack for my cat. It worries me a little that I might have crossed a line. Like the single, middle aged woman buying a backpack so she can take her cat everywhere she goes kind of line. In my defense, it is going to be... Continue Reading →