Many of you probably know that Lucy has been with us since July 1999. Yes,
that's a long time. For those of you who don't like math, that birth date means he will turn 17 this year. (Yowzers!) He doesn't do much these days
besides sit on the recliner, an action that reminds me very much of my
grandfather. Hmmm.
Anyway, I thought this episode of kitty cuteness could be dedicated to the oldest four-legged mammal in the house.
He happens to be looking at Melina in this picture...
She didn't hold his attention long.
He's trying to use a Jedi mind trick to get me to leave him alone.
Really? He says. Why isn't she leaving?
And if that's not proof that he doesn't do much, here's a little video to enjoy (I should mention there's nothing to hear on this. Melina was whispering something for a bit, but those words are not necessary for the video):
I think I've said before that I'll read just about anything (and really, I mean anything ). This year, however, I'm trying to challenge myself by reading more nonfiction and literary works, while still sprinkling in YA, women's fiction, even some juvenile books I've neglected to read ( Because of Winn-Dixie anyone?). I just finished up James Baldwin's The Fire Next Time so I thought I'd take a step back and move over to my YA shelf, to give myself a break from the literary. What had I picked up at the library the last time I went? I asked myself as I moved toward the bookshelf in the living room. My hand picked up The Detour , by S. A. Bodeen. I'd never heard of that author before, but the dust jacket led me to believe that The Detour would read much like Misery , by Stephen King. My first thought? Stephen King already wrote that story and wrote it well. My second thought? Maybe there's something different inside the book of which I'm not ...
I am suspiciously silent today. Which means this could be the calm before the storm; Before the torrent of a very long post. Then again, It might not. Stay tuned.
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