a pictorial diary of experiences
Nice – I posted the same pic twice already. That means I need two today. Morgan is our fabulous Russian Blue. He spends a lot of time reclined on his back – I think this has something to do with the arthritis in his back knees. Sometimes is is a recline: Other times it is more of an otter pose....
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After SEVEN minutes of muffled yowling downstairs, Morgan FINALLY headed upstairs with his stuffed lemur toy in his mouth. I’m hoping to catch him moving his whale shark toy one of these...
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When Morgan was little, he was obsessed with drinking water from the faucet. (Doesn’t sound too bad, but he drinks fast and then pukes). When I would wash my face at night he was so obsessive about it that the only way to stop him was to temporarily lock him in the shower enclosure. When I was done, I would retrieve him (by this time he was in the tub) and reward him with some good pets....
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So why has the blog been so quiet? Do I have less to say now that I am in Houston? Or have I been otherwise detained… The saga began the night of Monday the 15th. Andy was packing for a quick trip to Germany and I was sitting on the sofa watching tv with Morgan, who was obsessed with a string from one of the plethora of moving boxes. Long story short, he went for the string and instead got...
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After ten years in Chicago, we’re packing up and heading South. Total box count:33 Small23 Medium4 Large4 WardrobeMany Other Random Things Of course, that doesn’t include everything because our furniture and other miscellanea are staying until our condo sells. The theory is that it will show better furnished, and once our place sells we’ll have everything shipped. That’s...
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