An ongoing problem in society.

Finding Santa.

A little poem about my delightful cat Poppy.

A new poem. A lot of people handle situations by immediately opening up. I’m not one of those. I sometimes need hours or days to handle a situation before I open up and often time I don’t want to talk during that time, but I don’t want to be alone either. Enter pets Thank God for wordless creatures with warm cuddly bodies to catch tears and warm laps!

Max considers getting a pet and does some reminiscing.

Often Sleeping with Dogs and Cats, Then Paralyzed.

A short story about buying chickens and the lengths a person will go to in order to get an egg!

Poetry~
Cats love watching Televison~

A write-up of my pet spider, Millennia.

My dog shadow is always there with love and affection.