Thursday, September 18, 2014

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Three Weeks

 
And he's home.
 
Thank you all for the prayers to lead him back home to all of his beans. He's lost some weight and was awfully skittish the first night, but after a few meals he's even more sociable than he was before. When he's not sleeping off his whatever-the-hell-he-was-up-to escapades.

Friday, August 15, 2014

One Week

Still no Q. I dreamed last night that my husband found him, and right before waking I remember holding that furry lug tight, crying into his fur that I had missed him so, so much. I don't know if that's a sign that he'll be home one day, or that he's telling me goodbye and giving me one last snuggle.

Monday, August 11, 2014

The post I didn't want to write


This is my Monty Q. He's been a part of my family for over seven years now, ever since I went to the shelter to look at Russian Blue kitten. The kitten was a holy terror, and the lug in the photo was sound asleep in a crate full of kittens. After three stepped on him without a single reaction, I knew he was the cat for me. He's been there to help welcome home three more little sticky beans, show them the way of the Empty Box, and just be there.

Until now. Monty's been missing since Thursday, and I think...I think he's gone. He's never gone on walkabout for this long. We'd see him every morning and night, waiting for kibbles and fresh water. Or he'd saunter in for naptime, and then head out once his little boys were up. Maybe he'd go a day without checking in, but that's the longest time period. Something doesn't feel right about this. I don't think he's coming home.

My hopes are that he's just pulled a Dude Newman and sauntered into another family's home. I've crossed every appendage I can for that outcome. Or, if the worst has happened, that it was swift, painless, and he's protecting my girl for me.

It breaks my heart to post this. I keep looking outside, expecting to see him lounging on the driveway. Or hear him yowling an 'Okay, FINE. I'm coming' as he walks across the road for mealtimes. But for now, the driveway is clear and the air is quiet. And neither is right.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014


MomBean here, I'm using Tucker's sad face in hopes that I can help raise some help for a friend's furry friend. He was attacked by a fellow feline and was pretty torn up by it. Sadly, there aren't any green papers available to help with the vet bills, so I'm doing what I can and spreading the fundraising page. Spread the word for me if you can, I'd appreciate it.

http://www.youcaring.com/pet-expenses/saving-bob-the-cat/183490

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Oink


Tucker trying to be sooducktiv posing for certain ladypugs. Tucker nail it?

Tucker not understand why MomWoof thinks Tucker would be perfect for luau.

Monday, May 19, 2014

Still Life with Mancat


In case you weren't able to spot me from last Monday's picture, I'm back at my tree again. There's a dent in the dirt from where I sleep.

You did not need a wide-angle lens, Woman. Sheesh.