Christy The Writer

The sudden death last week of our beloved kitty, the inimitable Harry Potter Kass, left me heartbroken to the point of being unable to function for two solid days, and going numbly through the motions of my life for the remainder of the week. Since I’m 41 and “involuntarily childless,” Harry filled the role of the kid in [...]

Harry is trying to sleep, but he looks so cute and cuddly that I just had to bother him with kisses all over his smushy little cat head. I love it that he opens his eyes just enough to look irritated. Because you know he’s thinking “If I were bigger, I would SO be killing you [...]

Poor Harry has been diagnosed with a nasty case of ear mites. The vet gave me some ointment to put in his ears, which of course he hates and fights me on, so it ends up all over his head. Now he looks like an extra in a 1950s sock hop movie.

Just a typical morning here in our house. While smelling the bologna to make sure it wasn’t gross before putting it in Guy’s lunch, I spilled chicken broth all over the kitchen floor and Harry immediately ran through it, batting the foil wrapper from an ovulation predictor test he yoinked from the bathroom garbage. Gonna [...]

We have these little bags of cat treats all over the house (Harry is not spoiled, so quit going around saying he is) and they drive the poor thing to distraction. When his daily allotment is done, we find him batting the bag all over the kitchen floor and I’d swear we can hear his thoughts: “THUMBS! DAMMIT, I NEED THUUUUUUUUUUMBS!”

Random picture of the day:

We are the second family to own Harry Potter-Kass. The people we got him from had named him Prince. Now Guy calls him The Cat Formerly Known as Prince.

Roughly $1,457 worth of cat toys in this house and I just found Harry batting around a piece of zucchini.

I’ve discovered a few more things Harry Potter-Kass and I have in common. We both hate loud noises, we both like to sleep where it’s very warm, and neither of us is above licking a blob of peanut butter off the table. Of course, only one of us has the dignity to look around first [...]

Harry Potter-Kass has taken to hiding between the couch and the coffee table, and when I walk by, coming out on his back legs with his front paws waving in the air. His intent, as far as I can tell, is to scare me and it would probably work if a) he would hide somewhere [...]