if you can't be witty, then at least be bombastic

one year ago sunday i saw momcat for the first time. pregnant and on my back porch looking for food.



eleven days later i found this under my hasta




this morning i saw her lumbering down the hallway trying to get away from me.

sadly, some of you don't know of my marvelous side career writing about my cats. Thunderbelly's Bear Hug Book was written for my nephew, Sawyer, who had a bit more love to give than his school mates wanted -- he kept running up to kids, saying "I LOVE YOU!" and squeezing them.

you will marvel at the simple sophistication of my prose.







thunderbelly was the bestest cat.