Mammal Mondays: Sometimes We Call Him Chuck

I woke up this Saturday to seven puddles of cat vomit. There are days when I think we should have named Leroy Charles, so we could call him Mr. (Up) Chuck, but Charles was the name of one of my grandfathers, so I think that choice of monikers might have gone over poorly with the…

A Big, Juicy Thank You

Today marks the 200th post here at Blue Speckled Pup! It crept up on me, really; only a few weeks ago, it seems I was at post 170-something, which makes perfect sense mathematically –numbers so aren’t my thing– and suddenly here I am, writing post number 200. If you haven’t been following along, that’s two…