THIS FAT OLD LADY’S STILL ABOUT MOOSE TUESDAY

Last one, I promise. (You know I’m lying, right?) One more thing I discovered tonight. Murphy is known for getting the “zoomies”.  Running up and down the halls like a maniac and sounding like a herd of buffalo. Sometimes he even gets Berta to join in, but not often and it always ends in kitty…

THIS FAT OLD LADY’S ME MONDAY – MEET MOOSE

My brother-in-law’s mother has been getting hospice care at home.  My sister asked if we would take mother-in-law’s cat. You know the answer. Well today, mother-in-law entered a hospice home and we got the call to come and get the cat. Enter Moose. How this sweet little guy got such a brawny-beefy name, I’ll never…

THIS FAT OLD LADY’S WTF WEDNESDAY – WHY?JUST WHY?

I was ready to write about the particularly rotten day I had yesterday, when I saw something on YouTube, and it just stopped me in my tracks. I subscribe to a number of recipe sites that send me e-mails with links to recipes for my consideration. Because of this, I’m guessing, YouTube has started suggesting…