Dear 2020, So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye. . . Those words from “The Sound of Music” have never seemed as apropos to me as they do now. I’m ready for you to go, 2020. You have wreaked enough havoc with our lives. Caused enough pain. Taken so much that you’ve left us breathless at times. But you’ve also given …
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The following is a transcript of a discussion I had with our cats this afternoon. Me: Sit down with me, boys. Let’s talk about Christmas. Carrick: Ooh, fun! Mackin: Oh dear. Seamus: What kind of punishment is this? Me: It’s not a punishment; we’ll just have a chat. Seamus: I prefer not to. I’m missing my nap. Me: Not now …
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Some stories are too deep for tears. Too painful to relive. But too beautiful to bury. Such is my story of Ricky, the cat Monty and I brought home when we’d been married for a week. My story is simple: Ricky and I were two lost souls in need of rescue who found and saved each other. And had the …
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When I got up this morning and walked into the living room, the boys weren’t there to greet me. Instead, Seamus’s collar was sitting in the middle of the floor. Two Christmas balls and a glittery ornament were under the kitchen table. The Christmas tree skirt was in a little heap by the front door. And the TV was on. …
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