Life Past the Dairy Queen, the county line where there ain’t any fences Shawshank, May 3, 2026 Waking up to hear cats fighting is something to behold. But nonetheless, we’re up, and the first coffee has been brewed. The kitties have been fed. Pippin is leisurely dining in the bedroom. It’s Sunday morning, and chore day will be happening soon. Just have to wake up a little… Continue Reading
Life I can’t be the only one who likes extra fries over exercise Shawshank, May 2, 2026 Good morning my friends. It’s a bright and shiny day here, and Podrick was on his best behaviour this morning. he only started to get want to wake us up when I moved, or mumbled something. He’s currently lounging on the shelves in front of the window. Pippin is in… Continue Reading
Life ‘Cause I’m fantasizing about riding my Chevy off into the sun Shawshank, May 1, 2026 I was up a little early. Nothing to really do with Podrick. One of the cats – probably Pippin, made it into the cabinet, and knocked over a jar of elastics. Hopefully, neither of them ate any of the elastics. They’re both looking out the back door now. Yesterday at… Continue Reading
Life If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough Shawshank, April 30, 2026 It was quiet this morning. Too quiet. I swear I was going to get up, and check on Podrick. My mind went to, maybe he hurt himself and that’s why he’s not raising hell. But, nope, I took advantage of the quietness. But we’re up now, and it’s bright and… Continue Reading
Life The thing about a small town, word’s gonna get around Shawshank, April 29, 2026 It’s now the middle of the week. Podrick was being Podrick this morning. But, 6:30 is a lot better than 4:30-5, so I’ll take it. He only got me out of bed (and I think deep down, he knows it’ll get me out of bed), because he was playing on… Continue Reading
Life Well, I was down at a local beer joint with a few of the guys when this cute little country girl caught my eye Shawshank, April 28, 2026 I think I’m getting used to Podrick’s antic in the mornings. Mostly. It was around 6:30 when I finally had enough of a 20lb cat either bouncing across my chest, or bruise inducing feet marching across my legs. But we’re all up, and I have Pippin relaxing on my lap…. Continue Reading