Cat Pants

During the financial crisis of late 2011, when my former tenant stopped paying rent –forcing me to evict her– and it took me six weeks to secure a new renter for my basement suite, I bought nothing unnecessary. I prettied myself up in the morning with a gunky partially-dry mascara. I ate the half frost-burned…

Mammal Mondays: Baby It’s Cold Outside

Straight out of Old Man Winter’s icy butt crack, Alberta has hit a painful cold snap. By tomorrow night, it’s supposed to be -47 Celsius with the wind chill. This is true prairie cold. We don’t talk outside right now because it makes our teeth ache. I’m very careful my hands are completely dry before…