Cloudy’s Kitten

    A new kitten showed up in the middle of a rain storm at the beginning of the summer.  We heard a small mewing outside, although it was so squeaky, I kept telling myself it was a strange-sounding frog.  In the morning, however, I saw a little white-and-tabby blur streak away from the barn…

A Bad Haircut

This post is actually about TWO bad haircuts. One of them I actually had a hand in myself – but I’m getting ahead of the story.  It all starts with our Great Pyrenees puppy, Cloud Bear. There’s a spot of cool weather now, but just last week it was hot, really hot.  There were some…

The Cat-cher in the Rye

I know the pun is terrible, but I couldn’t help thinking it to myself! The long rye cover-crop in the garden is the perfect place for the kitty to hide.  In fact, she seems to revert to an ancient feline ancestor that hunted large game while she is immersed in it.   It’s cool, even when…