This video just makes me laugh and laugh. And I thought Harriet had an issue with drinking water. (Thanks, -e-!)
Woody the Cat demonstrates his unique approach to drinking water. Read More »
The concom at ConQuest 40 were looking for a bio of John Scalzi but wanted something a little more detailed and accurate than the standard wikipedia one. They asked me if I’d assist, given my long-standing friendship with him, and write one for them with some behind the scenes details for the program book. In
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Those of you following me on Twitter already know some of this but I’m about to go into a whole heck of a lot more detail about Maggie. She’s been terribly unwell and while I was away, Rob sent me a warning that he thought all we could do at this point was make her
I’m sorry you’re getting a lot of twitter summaries this week. I’m slammed trying to get two shows up before I leave town for the Nebulas on Thursday. And yet, I dropped everything to take Maggie to the vet today. 12:49 Worried about Maggie. Rob and I realized that neither of us saw her eat
Maggie the cat isn’t well. Read More »
No, seriously. I get this much fur every time we furminate him. Which we’re doing daily. I mean, you don’t even get a sense of the height of the mound in this photo. Why isn’t he bald?
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Cherie Priest recommended the furminator on her blog a while back. We’ve been dealing with our two very sheddy cats and keep considering shaving them. So today, I went out and bought a furminator. My heavens. The thing works exactly as promised. Plus you get the added bonus of getting to say, “Careful, or I’ll
Tech week is proceeding apace. Nearly out of the woods. Speaking of woods, here’s more canned content. One of the interesting things about moving is that one finds all sorts of things, like, say, a short story from 1978. I was nine years old. Here is an excerpt with the original spelling and punctuation. It’s
Last year, Alma Alexander posted about wrapping Christmas presents (with feline assistance). I’ve just had reason to remember why this post is so true and so funny.
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You might remember my cat, Maggie? A couple of years ago, she had a hyperactive thyroid. The treatment involved Iodine131 and we got this handout which said, “Upon release from the hospital, your pet will be mildly radioactive.” Despite my fond hopes, Maggie never glowed in the dark. But, thanks to modern science, there are
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Last night, Rob and I threw our annual dinner party. I normally have a guest list of 40, but given the size of the apartment, whittled the list down to twenty, fifteen of whom attended. One of the most curious things was how many of our guests had been to the party in Portland or
I was walking to the subway today on twenty-eight and realized that I was in the flower district. It’s confined to one block now so calling it a district is a bit of a misnomer, but still, it’s a block filled with growing things. I was tempted into a shop and walked out with an
Here are some useful phrases. Ungi maðurinn þekkir reglurnar, en gamli maðurinn þekkir undantekningarnar. “The young man knows the rules, but the old man knows the exceptions.” Nú duga engin vettlingatök. “No more mitten-takes.” — used for: Do it right this time. Ég kem alveg af fjöllum. “I come completely from mountains” — used for:
Last evening Jenny and her fiance, Chris, came for dinner. Well, really, they came to drop off Zoe, their cat, as a trial run for when we take her during their honeymoon. Dinner was just taking advantage of them being here. I was, to be honest, anticipating some fireworks. When I got Marlowe as a
Marlowe caught a mouse today. Suffice to say that the rest of this post will not be for the squeamish. I think Maggie heard it first, but Marlowe was very persistent and caught it. We let him play with it for a little, hoping for a quick kill. Silly us. He was the gentleman and
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My wonderful, wonderful husband made the boxes go away while I was at Readercon. Well, not all of them, but all the unpacked ones that were taking up ginourmous amounts of space. We still have the records and books in boxes, but I know feel like I can safely invite someone into the apartment without
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