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By Ms. G, March 4, 2021 9:19 pm

Our cat is a curious little man.

Perhaps if you like the sound of running water you’ll enjoy this.

My apologies to the earth for the wasted water – VAL was the photographer, not me.

Sometimes I just don’t know what to say.

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By Ms. G, September 15, 2020 5:41 pm

When times are a bit rough, it’s always nice to have cuddly (sort of) and cute cats around. Today Shadow gave me the stink eye but she was purring at the same time. Now that’s talent.

She is camera shy, usually.

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By Ms. G, April 10, 2020 7:49 am

Richard is the boss! He watched us eat dinner from this perch last night.

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By Ms. G, April 1, 2020 11:19 am

This is what happens to Val when he uses a mouse during his online video meetings.

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By Ms. G, August 18, 2019 2:33 pm

As summer whittles away, I try to appreciate the time I’ve had with Richard and Shadow. While Shadow is not photogenic and doesn’t actually like interference in her affairs, Richard is only too happy to look up at the camera with his big green eyes.

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By Ms. G, May 9, 2019 7:50 pm

Fletch – 19 years old. A very good boy. We had to say goodbye to him today.

Fletch should be remembered as the cat who cured himself of diabetes and lived through three near-death experiences at the emergency vet.

Fletch was my first cat. He’s the first cat I was allergic to.

He is lovingly remembered by Val, his best friend and loyal companion who brought him home from the Humane Society at age 1, his aunt Felicity, who cat-sat him often and just loved him to pieces!, and by me, his adopted dog person.

Fletch was pre-deceased by Bailey, step-dogs Hopi and Zuni, and survived by Shadow (his best cat friend) and Richard, his nemesis.

Fletch – good-natured, friendly, cuddly and sleepy!

Goodbye old man.

Love,

Risa and Val, Shadow and Richard

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By Ms. G, April 2, 2019 8:39 pm

… so Shadow would like to say “hi.”

That’s all. She’s very quiet.

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By Ms. G, March 10, 2019 5:03 pm

Almost exactly three years ago we rescued Richard from an impending blizzard at the cottage. He’s a lot calmer now – he even sleeps at times other than nighttime – though I wouldn’t necessarily say he’s more mature.

Richard is a character. He has a tonne of it. He employs it at almost all times, such as when he stares into the sink even when there’s absolutely nothing happening in it. He loves boxes, but he also eats boxes. He finds the corner of the kitchen counter the most exciting place in the world even though there’s not much there except a bowl of bananas. He loves socks, blankets, bathrobes, and all things fuzzy. He gets so obsessed with them that we have to take them away. Okay, so he has OCD and ADHD. We love him the way he is.

Like all good cats, he can lounge anywhere. In piles of laundry, in the laundry basket, beside the phone, on the ottoman on top of my paper work, on the sofa, in the sink…

Last year at this time I wrote about him turning two. Check out how adorable he was (and still is).

We love you Richard! Thanks for picking us.