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Tag Archives: Jeoffrey
On a House Without Pets
I lived for a long time without pets. Not because I didn’t want one, but because I was too poor to afford one or lived in an apartment that wouldn’t let me have one or felt that I was too … Continue reading
On Eegah!
No, I’m not going to talk about the movie. No, I haven’t seen the MST3K episode. No, I did not sleep very well last night. No, I do not feel well, still. No, I didn’t not drink too much last … Continue reading
On Encouraging Animals
Trained I have successfully trained Jeoffrey to use the bathroom. Through long months of dedication, interrupted by the intrusion of helpless kittens that sent Jeoffrey into a tizzy, my three-year-old cat has been toilet trained. She now uses the toilet … Continue reading
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Tagged A Year of Living Bloggily, Experiments Animalcular, Jeoffrey
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On Herding Cats
I’m teaching Jeoffrey how to use the toilet. Or she’s teaching me how to be hopeful, and preparing me for the inevitable (O cruel world!) dashing of my hopes. This is not Jeoffrey, but it gives you an idea of … Continue reading
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Tagged A Year of Living Bloggily, Experiments Animalcular, Jeoffrey
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Picture Pages
Okay, kids, it’s time to grab your crayons and your pencil. Today we’ll be using pictures from Taos, New Mexico. Just to satisfy your curiosity, I’ll assure you that the name comes from there being more than one Tao in … Continue reading
For I Will Consider My Cat Jeoffrey
For she is the servant of no god but herself, and perhaps me, if she considers me a god, and considers biting a form of service. For she has a man’s name, but is not a man, nor a tomcat, … Continue reading
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Tagged A Year of Living Bloggily, Jeoffrey, Linguistic Experiments: Poetry
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There is no pilot. We are going down.
I had something to say here. No, really. And it was awesome. Or maybe it was just “I miss my cat.” Granted, I have no pictures of her in the flush of her adulthood, but I do have an array … Continue reading