Schwartzie, Filming, and Fungus

Schwartzie is our youngest cat, a very long haired black sweetiepie pacifist we got from the Northeast Animal shelter. I was in the bathroom when I noticed him sitting long in the litter box straining but nothing coming out. I was very scared…

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Rhubarb and Recording

I’ve done live readings, recordings, telecasts with Bill Moyers and always enjoyed it, so when he asked me to read a poem he selected for his podcast, I agreed. But Woody and I had never done a video on his phone before. It only took us 11 tries to finally get one out. It was hard because the poem…

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Thrilling to Get My Hair Cut

Like most everybody I know, it has been months since my hair was trimmed and it got very straggly. I tried to cut my bangs and the result was uneven and way too short because I kept trying to get it straight. I went masked of course, spent a long time waiting in the parking lot, but at least, my hair should no longer arouse snickers or pity. Woody also got his hair cut.

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Seeing Friends 10 Feet Apart

Since the weather turned warmer, I have been able to see two of my friends, Gigi and Indira –one at a time, of course. We sit on the screened in porch or outside ten feet apart and can talk for a couple of hours. It’s always breezy this time of year, usually a wind off the ocean. I feel both Gigi and Indira have been holed up and behaving with extreme caution so I feel safe with them. It helps a lot.

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Adjustments

It has been a week and a half since Xena died in Woody’s arms. Mingus, who was her most loved elderly kitten, howls a lot and keeps looking for her. He is clearly depressed, doesn’t want to cuddle or play. Schwartzie is a bit subdued. Willow has come into her own and has gone from timid to bold, adventurous and all over the place.

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A Devastating Week

My beloved cat Xena died this week. She was euthanized Wednesday. She had been a bit off starting three weeks ago but only this week, she stopped eating except for baby food I fed her. Then she couldn’t eat even that. My vet had retired in April. I had trouble finding a vet on the Outer Cape that was open except one…

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Easing, just a little

Monday, for the first time since Marsh, my friend and assistant Dale came in to work.  We observed distancing, put on masks, were careful.  A lot had piled up over the last six weeks.  Avalanches were threatening.  We decided tentatively to work every other Monday for the time being. ..

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