Dear Friend, I am a Monarch butterfly. Apparently you are loving me to death. I am not supposed to feed and mate year round. I am supposed to migrate in the fall, rest in the winter, and send my offspring back to you in the spring. I know you mean[…]
Dear Friend, What a relief to learn my cat, B, is not imagining things. I live in a house of glass. This is both a curse and a blessing for a cat. You can see what’s out there but you can’t get to it. Countless times I’ve been awoken in[…]