Saturday, April 25, 2009


Charcoal is growing more frail each day. These are the last days of her life.

Her mind is alert and her appetite is good but there is so little left of her--just bones and that magnificient coat--still gorgeous even now at this extremity.

She is happy--purring and greeting us--so I can't feel sorry for her. She has had a good life with us for these past fifteen years. But biology is failing her and there is no remedy for mortality.

I only hope that her end is quick and easy.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Frannie Thinks Spring

Nothing has turned green yet but there is sunshine and bird song--and that's enough to entertain Frannie.

Saturday, April 18, 2009


Max--in the early light of day--in the small cat run.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Midget -- Birdwatching

The first light was just beginning to warm the back deck, but Midget was already on watch, counting finches.

Thursday, April 2, 2009