Category: art
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Down, but not out. I am digging deep, putting more effort each day into getting well. Physically, pushing my body, my muscles to heal. The hip surgery set me back, I’m older and the fight to get back to my old energy level is very hard. But I’m not going to take this…
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Gone. Baby Gone.
2–3 minutes·
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The guilt, the responsibility was mine…
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The Cold Weight of Guilt CHAPTER 5, ORANGE BABY… My little “farm” now included 3 indoor kitties in 2022: Zignatious the Fluffball, Zagnut the Torti-Tabby Tom, and my nameless rescue kitten, “Orange Baby”. Her beautiful sister had been adopted by my Aunt, her name was Peach; she was as healthy and robust…
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AKA: The Crazy Cat Chapter 2 Relocating to Tampa after my Dad had died was a horrible experience. I had run from the house I inherited when my Dad died. I had been primary caregiver for both of my parents; their deaths six years apart left me traumatized. Aching for maternal love, Tampa seemed…
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AKA The Crazy Cat It was a rainy February night, cold for Tampa Bay, when I found the kittens. There were 2, frightened and crying. One came to me readily, I thought it was alone until I heard another faint “mew” from the bushes that lined my front porch. Peering into the darkness, I…
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Carl, the Wolf Spider
2–4 minutes·
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Am I insane? Does it really matter?
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Exhaustion Ensues


