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Seriously, what’s going on?

June 23, 2009

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So, I woke up Monday morning and thought, “Hmm…my nose is sore”. I didn’t think much of it until I got out of the shower, dried my face – and noticed that it was still sore. What the what? It looked fairly normal, but the bridge was sore. It hurt when I touched it, it [...]

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Stay of Execution

May 30, 2009

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It’s been a sad week at the Sommerer’s. The saddest part is that one of the cats has stopped using the litter box for #2. A month or so ago Cricket was peeing on the bathroom rugs, so we’re pretty sure that she’s the culprit. Brad will be staying here while Lloyd and I are [...]

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St. John Cat Directory

April 15, 2009

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I’m not sure if this is going to get as much use as the new membership directory, but After we got our pictures taken we had to bring in our cats. They posed them in typical Olan-Mills fashion, and they didn’t really turn out that bad. We got to pick one for free, and passed [...]

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“Train up a cat in the place she shall sit…

March 16, 2009

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…. and when she is old she shall be weird.” Cricket, like most cats, likes to cram her body into tiny nooks & crannies. There is no box she can’t fit into, even a box that doesn’t exist. Ok, think ill of me if you will, but I let my cat sit on the counter. [...]

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A small snag

March 3, 2009

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Rachel, I didn’t forget about the pans I promised. I just can’t seem to find the time to get them to the post office when it’s open. Plus…… I don’t know if I can get them away from a certain you-know-who. Is anybody else surprised that it’s not Friday yet? It should really be Friday. [...]

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Conservation of Fatness

February 27, 2009

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Something has happened to the cats since Cricket’s illness. (She’s doing better, by the way.) We started feeding them Iams instead of their weird mix of bladder-health food, and they switched roles. In this house, Pfennig has always been fat and stupid pretty, while Cricket has been thinner and meaner. (They have strange dangly pooches [...]

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