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  • a happy, ordinary, middle-aged, suburban woman who paints odd pictures, gardens in a straw hat, lives with the love of her life, is owned by one cat and the ghosts of several others, and walks a little funny 'cause she has a fake leg. She started this website because there's more to life than what we lose, and we need to let each other know what's possible, even if it's only a happy, ordinary life.

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ADORABLE! I only wish he had joined you before last week so I would've had a chance to get to know him, too. :)


Oh, I do, too!

Sam is another hard luck case, this time found howling and starving, but also shy of everyone and everything but my true love and a tuna can, next to the railroad tracks. We took the afternoon to coax him/her across the street and into our house, where you can see s/he has made him/herself at home.

No, we do not even know if this is a boy or a girl yet. Sam (a polydactyl, like Hemingway's cats) has very, very fuzzy nether regions, and it has seemed impolite to pry on such short acquaintance.

We are going to the vet this afternoon to have him/her checked out. I am bracing myself for the worst, but hoping for the best.

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