THIS FAT OLD LADY LIKES POPCORN PURRS

I was holding our brown tabby boy Leo.  He was snuggled up in my sweater (he loves to get under), and purring.  Then as he fell asleep, the purrs started to stutter.  The further asleep he got, the more space between purrs, and the shorter the duration of the purr. And I realized, I was…

THIS FAT OLD LADY IS DOING “NOTHING”

  First, let me be clear, my own husband and our household is not the subject of this blog.  My husband is very appreciative of what I do and I try to reciprocate. The work that is done around the house is often undervalued.  This is a very old issue and it continues today.  (And…