A Catholic couple. Searching for God in the ordinary. Helping others do the same.
If you’re a regular reader (if not, why?) you’ll know that in February we adopted an incredibly shy Russian Blue kitten named Monica. For several weeks Monica hid under our furniture on a very chilly, wood floor. I would spend hours lying flat on my stomach reaching under the couch as far as I could,…
My cat is so focused on her unattainable prey. Monica sits, watches, and waits behind an old, dirty window that can never be opened hoping to catch the chipmunk she’s been so focused on. How many times have I/you/we done the same? So committed to a vision, an idea, a project that is unrealistic because…
As you may know, I now have a cat. I don’t think she realizes that. Monica, our new kitten, has been residing under the couch. We’ve had her now for 9 days and she only comes out at night. If we want to pet her, we need to stretch our arms as far as we…
I always hated cats. Stuck up, prideful animals. I grew up with dogs. My best friend growing up was a collie, Charlie. He was pretty much my only friend. We would go on long walks and talk for hours. We had to put him down after he became really sick. I swear I could hear…