Rita

Harriet

The Beautiful Harriet, May 7, 2020 We lost The Beautiful Harriet just two days after Megan’s birthday. Megan was working, and Rob saw Harriet make a strange movement and then seem to be partly paralyzed. Her pupils were fixed and dilated. He knew there was no hope of recovery,...

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Haircuts and Kitchens

Megan and I hopped in her little red car and headed over to Lichen’s place on the magical South Coast. It was a postcard day, without a cloud in the sky, the ocean impossibly blue with waves crashing against the wild, rocky coastline with its dark, windswept trees. After...

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Inside & Out

Frosty Fern Happy new year, y’all! It started out a frosty one here, -2C outside and +4 inside, which is not that much of a plus. Ever notice that everything is worse in metric? Temperatures are colder and distances are further (though bra sizes are stupendous). My brother was...

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Gone

Rita on the banks of the Ohio Canal Yesterday, I was deeply saddened to learn that the Lovely Rita is gone. She was at least fifteen years old, a ripe old age for canines, but it still made my heart ache. All day, as I ran errands with my...

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Heart of the Matter

With all this kitten talk, I realize I have never filled you in on what became of the Lovely Rita. In preparation for the long trip from There to Here, I took her to the vet. Dr. Jill said she wouldn’t recommend putting a dog of Rita’s vintage and...

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How Much Is That Doggie on the Sidewalk?

The Priceless Puppy Summer’s lingering longer than usual this year, though not outstaying its welcome. Is that even possible? To welcome the sun and spicy fall air into my otherwise dark and windowless kitchen, I have the front door open and the baby gate up. This keeps Rita and...

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Company

Quince This past week, I had the pleasure of Quince’s company while her owner was in Spain, the poor thing. Quince is the beautiful mother of my beautiful kittens. My neighbor took her in as a pregnant stray who was a kitten herself – barely 9 months old. She...

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Surprise, Surprise

The kitten formerly known as Dennis Well, it’s just been one thing after another since I got back from Detroit. One thing: The $350 vet bill. Rita lives to sniff things, and it looked like she might have sniffed the wrong thing. She and my kind neighbor Charlie were...

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The Eventful Evening

I was making dinner last night (green curry chicken, grapefruit salad with toasted coconut and fresh mint, and jasmine rice from my well-worn copy of Quick and Easy Thai*) when Mister showed up. He was not alone, having the fire alarm inspector as his small but efficient entourage. As...

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Show & Tell

Gratuitous kitten photo which has nothing to do with this post. I wonder if Rita is getting senile, or is possibly protesting the recent arrival of the kittens to her Queendom and is letting me know that she objects. Lately, she’s taken to peering in the bathroom door and...

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The Perils of Shopping

The new kittens, of course, have provided an excellent excuse for shopping. They require many accessories and necessities, so in preparation for their imminent arrival, I decided to go and pick up a few things. My aversion to public transit being a matter of public knowledge, I took a...

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Beauty of the Beast

Rita takes a break from all that admiration. One’s public can be so exhausting. I came home from sharing lovely Rita’s loveliness with her adoring public* to find that both my sisters had called in my absence. Again! It’s pretty cool to know that two people in two different...

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Tempted

The Great Dog Rescue Adventure led to the Great Cat Conundrum. I was cautiously backing the giant dog-rescuing car through the slightly creepy (and very narrow) passageway, on my way to return said car to the rental agency, when my neighbor Patricia approached with a little cat in her...

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Today to Date

First things first: happy 65th birthday to the great Brian Wilson! Now for the less festive part of our program: I got up really, really early, had a cold bath and hot coffee*, and went to have a mammogram. Ask any girl, and she’ll tell you that these are...

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Three Dog Night

If you count Rita. And I always do, even though she was just an innocent bystander in this latest adventure. A friend of a friend had rescued two dogs from a bad situation (I didn’t ask for the details; it’s against my happy bunny policy of remaining as ignorant...

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Mothers & Mothers

Yes, Virginia, there really is a hell. And it’s right upstairs! The thing about my upstairs neighbors is that they are just so generous. Even if it’s 9:00 on a Sunday morning – and a Sunday dedicated to God and Moms (does it get any more sacred than that?)...

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Now We Are Six

My blog turns six today! Hope Mike doesn’t think I have to start doing chores now! Rita has been celebrating the upcoming blogiversary, or possibly the fashionably late arrival of Spring, with extreme naughtiness. If she had a dog house, she’d be in it. On Thursday, I arrived home...

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Rita Light and Dark

I’m only getting up for admiration. My dog* is so pretty, she doesn’t even need to leave the house to get compliments. The Thai food delivery guy asked me where she was when he brought dinner the other day. I went and got her (she was napping too much...

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Good Day, Good Deeds, Good Dog

The two old ladies are alive and well, you’ll be glad to hear. And thanks to all of you for checking up on us, especially those who recognized the Oates quote and feared the ominous worst. I haven’t pulled an Oates (and would never be noble enough to do...

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