Update on the MomFOD

And, last but not lease, we have the MomFOD update.

Pinkle

Like a Monkey on my back.

It’s me. Alana. You may notice it’s a little harder to be consistent these days on the blog. It mostly comes down to time. I’m working a full-time job now while doing some creative work on a part-time and hobby basis. The CATastrophes Web Series is currently on hiatus. One of our actors moved to Los Angeles and so it’s been sitting, hanging out. But that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy reruns!

Other than that, I’m living in a house I renovated and have built a great cat sun room for the little ones to enjoy!

I’ve gone through a saga of having barn cats at the house, which turned out not at all the way I’d hoped or expected.

I’ve still been fostering when able, answering mail from the blog/web series, and doing what I can when I can.

I also took up trapeze!

And I’m STILL trying to teach Pinkle to ring that damned bell.

That damned bell.

Life is different, that’s for sure. I miss Crepes, but she’s well cared for and I still get to see pictures of her and visit once in awhile. Pets and a breakup aren’t easy, but it’s easier if you make the plan before the possibility comes up, and that’s what happened in my case.

I have lots of posts planned, but I’ve been struggling with two dead laptop batteries, two bad orders for said laptop batteries, and time. But I promise, I’m still learning about pets, working with animals, and trying my hardest.

More posts soon!

 

FOSTERS!

 

Trapeze!

 

More Trapeze!

Still more trapeze!

Love,

 

Alana.

 

PS I am sending ┬áheart felt hugs to all my friends in the path of Hurricane Irma. I’m thinking about all of you and your fur babies. I know you’ll all do your best to keep everyone safe.

Tuesday Haikusday: She Returns!

MomFOD has returned!

The sunshine has come back to my life! And so I wax poetic. Eh hem…

Gifts?!

Gifts?!

MomFOD, I love you.

Don’t make me tell you again.

I won’t say it twice.

.

I lied. I love you.

I love you, love you, love you.

I can sleep again.

.

Sunshine comes to me

In your smile, your touch, your hugs.

I headbonk you. Love.

Excuse me, everyone, while I go cuddle with MomFOD.

Love,

Crepes.

Day 2 of Abandonment: Guess Where

You guys.

I don’t even have the strength for an exclamation mark today. MomFOD has been gone since yesterday morning. I am alone. I mean, I have Rocky, Niles, Mrs. P and Doodle. Oh, and DadFOD. But I am utterly alone.

Last night, I tried to snuggle DadFOD like I do MomFOD, but he just doesn’t get it. He petted me in reverse, left to right. Unthinkable. And look. Look at this:

A CHART?!

A CHART?!

DadFOD needs a chart so he can remember to do everything around here. I lose faith in his care taking skills as the minutes tick by. And do you know where MomFOD is? Do you?

I’ll let you guess. It’s 80 degrees there today. That’s your first clue.

I will persevere, here, under the couch, until she returns.

Love,

Crepes.