This is a post chronicling the continuing story of Oswald, or “Ozzy,” my Maine Coon/Norwegian Forest Cat. To catch up on everything that’s happened so far, click here. Aside from a scorching hot sun, the onset of August 2019 brought a wave of slight anxiety my way. Ozzy was about to turn six months old,…
Despite being discovered centuries ago in 1828, nicotine might be one of the most misunderstood drugs in modern history. Ask the average person what they know about nicotine, and you’ll likely hear stern-browed remarks like “it’s highly addictive,” “causes cancer,” or “never start using it — it’ll destroy your life.” But, I have to admit…
It’s been nearly a month since I last recorded what was happening with my new kitten, Lee Harvey Oswald, or “Ozzy” (not necessarily a reverential naming, by the way). Since then, much like his namesake, Ozzy has made some history of his own. My original plan was to check-in and write up a formal Cat…
I’ve never been particularly fond of cats. Historically, my experiences looking after various neighbours’ house cats were comparable to visiting murderous mental patients on house arrest, and I wouldn’t go further than describing most of the nicer cats I’ve encountered as “aloof.” In truth, cats are a strange choice as house pets. They’re carnivorous, vicious…
I’ve started and abandoned many blog-type sites throughout my online life so far. I published comics online during my adolescence, started several gaming blogs in my teen years, and, well… here we go again. There’s an old, sobering adage that gets dug up from time to time. Like every other concentrated butt-nugget of wisdom and…
