Music and Cats

On our anniversary, my sweetheart gave me this perfect yellow rose. I placed the rose in a vase. I got my camera. I set the vase on the windowsill in our bedroom.

Sasha wanted to smell the rose.

And Sergei? He wanted to eat it. I took this photo just moments before he bit into one of […]

… years with my love.

For over a month now, Paul has been engaged in a sisyphusian battle with the dandelions in our back yard. Some days he goes after them systematically, using a weed digger to remove leaves, flower and root in one easy step. Other days, when the number of yellow flowers springing up in the yard threatens […]

Sergei knows that he is far more important than anything that Paul might be doing with that white box, and he rarely hesitates before padding up onto Paul’s chest to claim the attention that is his due.

When I arrived home that night, two years ago, the cats were at the back door waiting for me. They weren’t hungry - a friend had stopped by to feed them - but they had clearly missed having contact with their people throughout the day and evening.
Paul and I had left the house together before […]