Art from my swampy youth in New Orleans (Chris Owens and her Cha Cha girls are courtesy of our dear sister, Cow Queen.)
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In Which We Groom
Apres les deluge. My poor old cat Octavia is so old and poorly, she can no longer clean herself the way cats so fastidiously do. She has ...
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If you look below this post, you'll see that the last post I put up here on Blogger is a sniffy little tirade about how I will NEVER d... -
Thank you all very much for your concern about R Man. I know I’ve been too slack about keeping everyone up to date about what’s going on an...
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Quit bragging. My dear friend drumstick had his 50th birthday this last weekend. 50! Can you imagine? What a baby. I told his wife, Hot...
is that our legendary Ruthy up there?
ReplyDeleteSaw her but once, alas.
o indeed yes. Ruthy was still very much on the scene when I first hit town, still appearing in bars to demand people, any people, buy her a drink. In fact, I think she still had a duck, but I could be imagining that.
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