Our second move in an year happened earlier this month. Like the first move, I was reluctant to move. For the first move, I had to leave our family home that I had lived in some version of for 27 years. That was hard physically (so much stuff) and emotionally (so many memories). For the … Continue reading Neighborhood Life →

Last summer Fireball protested our move to South Carolina by bolting into the attic and hiding in the eaves. My daughter finally got him out after he scratched her and she hit her head on attic nails from our reroofing. He howled the entire 5 hour trip and peed the cat carrier and onto my … Continue reading Fireball →