Laurabelle's Blog

Get Fuzzy has been one of my favorite comics for a while, but today's comic is priceless. You've got to love someone who tells it like it is. Cat overpopulation, ironically, is a result of stupid humans. Declawing a cat involves amputating its fingers at the last knuckle. If you want a chill cat, adopt [...]

Horace sure is a big help around the house. I haven’t even finished Jeff’s sweater yet, and Horace is already performing quality control. I was really worried for a minute there, but I guess it’s going to be okay. I think this is the only sweater that might actually shed on Horace, rather than the [...]

My chin, lips, cheek, and right nostril are cleaner than they've ever been. Talk about exfoliation — loofahs haven't got anything on kitten-tongue. I take it as a compliment that Stella feels the need to groom me, although it can become a bit uncomfortable. Her tongue is scratchy, of course, and she alternates licks with [...]

In the first week of December my friend Marsha acquired a four-week-old kitten, whom she named Stella. Stella is the cutest thing since sliced bread, and I'm really sorry that I didn't take pictures of her from the very first. However, I did take a few pictures before Christmas: I took over 50 pictures and [...]

I'm back home in Texas. Last night I heard a meow from the hall outside my room. When I opened the door, there was Goldie, completely soaked but alive. I picked her up and cradled her in my arms, and I cried from relief and happiness that she had come home. But it was just [...]

Horace is a very needy cat sometimes. He was insufferable this morning, wandering around and crying unhappily until I pet him or let him jump into my lap. He'd jump up, have me pet him for a while, then jump back down and wander off somewhere else. Now he's finally settled down on the fleece [...]

I watched the Belmont today, because I (like everyone else) am in love with Smarty Jones. I'd never watched a horse race before, and I don't think I missed anything. I don't dislike horse racing in the same way that I hate greyhound racing (because those horses are expensive and very well-treated), but it just [...]

Monday evening Horace had a fit of scratching at his left ear, so Tuesday Jeff and I took him to the vet. But I didn't realize it wasn't a walk-in clinic, so we made an appointment for that afternoon and went back home. Poor Horace had to be bundled into the carrier not once but [...]

Today is a lovely warm, sunny day, so I pulled up the blinds and opened the window. Horace has been on the windowseat for several minutes, and just now a sleek orange tabby jumped on the bench outside. He and Horace meowed at each other amicably for a little before I got up to take [...]

Last night I dreamed that Goldie had been lost for a couple of weeks but that I found her, that she was hungry and a little bit scratched and bruised but healthy. I was so glad to find her, and I had been so afraid, that I almost cried from relief. I was about to [...]