Pets Are Wonderful Month: My Tribute to Murphy, Mr. Meow, and Tabby

Did you know in addition to being Animal Cruelty Prevention Month it’s also Pets Are Wonderful Month? I already covered a couple reasons why I think my pets are wonderful in Bless the Pets Who Forgive Us Our Trespasses, but here’s some others specific to each of them: Why Murphy’s Wonderful • Because he’s so easy going and tolerant. • Because he’s one heck of a good listener. I can grumble to him or sing to him (my singing is horrible, maybe even worse than my grumbling), and he just sits there wagging his tail. • Because he’s so gentle … Continue reading

The Pets Blog Week in Review for Mar 26-Apr 1

Busy week? Afraid you might have missed something in the Pets Blog last week? Here’s your chance to catch up on what Aimee and myself wrote about. Monday, March 26 Monday was our Sunday. We took it off as a much needed day of rest. Tuesday, March 27 Mystery author Evelyn David graciously sat down for an interview about writing, Whiskey, and murder. Wednesday, March 28 For anyone following the trials of Tabby, you’ll be happy to know she received a clean bill of health (finally!). Thursday, March 29 Combining stories in the news with the theme of mystery for … Continue reading

What to Do About Tabby?

I’m in a real conundrum. I’ve always had dogs and sort of know how to “read” and discipline them when there are problems. Cats, on the other hand, are another matter entirely. In the Beginning Mr. Meow has been an awesome cat. He’s never misbehaved or been anything except remarkably affectionate and loyal. Tabby is proving to be the same way. She’s a loving snuggle bug who prefers nothing better than being wherever her people are and/or her Murphy is, preferably in our laps or nestled against Murph. But introduce Mr. Meow into that picture? She turns into Tabby the … Continue reading

Tabby Gets a Clean Bill of Health (Finally!)

She’s been spayed, suffered mastitis, and endured an erupting pus incident. Regarding that last mentioned drama, it took the better part of the first day for the pus to eventually slow to an occasional trickle. By the next day, the lesion was only leaking a little bit every now and then. But Tabby’s spirits remained high, and she was as loving as she’d ever been, if not more so. Murphy, who Tabby’s adopted as her dog, didn’t know what to think when she was so sick two weeks ago. He’d come in to check on her with me and look … Continue reading