Mammal Mondays: Feeling Festive

Here we are, on the cusp of a new year ripe with possibilities. I hope your holiday season has been wonderful, and, whatever you celebrate, that you shared it with your favourite people and mammals. If you happened to share it with a favourite reptile or amphibian, that’s great too. For the first time ever,…

Mammal Mondays: A Visit to the Vet

People joke all the time about how miserable it is to take their animals to the vet. I don’t know what happens in other people’s houses, but my animals are happy to go to the doctor. Leroy even forgives me for tricking him into his crate with chicken–because come on, it’s chicken–once we get to…

Mammal Mondays: Does Your Kitten Have Large Talons?

Pet ownership comes with many responsibilities: sadly, many of them involve poop. I decided on short-haired mammals to keep the grooming duties to a minimum (frankly, we have enough to do with all the walking and the pooping) but the boys still need their nails trimmed on a fairly regular basis. Sherman’s claws are easy,…

Mammal Mondays: Spotted Sentinel

Summer in Alberta means long hours of golden sunlight, vibrant green spread enthusiastically to the edge of the horizon, and thunderstorms that startle a person from her bed sometime around three in the morning. Summer also means opening every window I can after dinner in the hopes some cooler air might sweep through the dollhouse…

Mammal Mondays: Civil Unrest

I’m pleased to report the inhabitants of the dollhouse have survived a crisis that, depending upon the mammal you ask about it, was either pretty minor or the worst thing to happen around here since the great fecal explosion of 2012. This Sunday, at approximately five p.m. Mountain Time, we ran completely out of cat…

Mammal Mondays: The Hammock

How does a person know her cat missed her while she was on honeymoon in Hawaii? What clues might she unearth during her first few minutes back home after ten days away from her favourite feline that her absence was noted and not appreciated? Despite regular visits from my bestie, Miss Sassy, during our honeymoon,…

Mammal Mondays: Happy Family Day

To my fellow Albertans, happy Family Day. At some point during my childhood, the Alberta government voted to make today a provincial holiday so families could spend time together, and possibly to break up the bleak stretch of winter between New Year’s Day and Easter. A Monday off during a month that’s traditionally punctuated by…

Mammal Mondays: Just a Little Something

Poor Leroy has been ignored on Mammal Mondays lately, since I’ve been largely focusing on our roster of fosters. I’m going to rectify the lack of feline influence on this blog today. I found this photo accidentally on my computer. It’s a baby photo of Leroy during his first week with me as his momma….

Mammal Mondays: Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!

Family dropping in for visits and meals is an integral part of the holidays, of course. Sherman and Leroy are always elated to welcome guests into the dollhouse, but for some reason, they truly lose their minds when my mom and dad stop by. By “lose their minds,” I mean Leroy starts drooling and purring…

Mammal Mondays: Snuggle Bug

I had a funny story to tell you about the glare Sherman gives me when I try to put him outside for a bathroom break, but after I had a hot, hot bath tonight to thaw my frozen carcass, raised the thermostat another notch, and wrapped up in my fuchsia bathrobe, the plan changed. Leroy…

Mammal Tuesday: Leroy Goes to the Dentist

I realize I’m a day late with my regular Mammal Monday post, and I’m feeling like a bit of a blog loser these days because I have written so sporadically. Thanks to those who keep popping by to see if I’ve actually written something lately; I appreciate the silent support, even if my writing has…

Leroy Becomes an Aquatic Life Form

We had a stressful afternoon in the dollhouse. When I got home from the pedicure my sweetie treated me to (along with a note encouraging me to relax and enjoy my summer, ironically) Leroy was lying in the kitchen in a lake of his own drool, with two big tusks of slobber dripping from his…