Gathered Around the Hearthfire — II

Gathered Around the Hearthfire — II

  My guest blogger this morning is my niece Missy Albrecht. The stories are some my brother Tracy Day told her. They are family stories, handed down from generation to generation. Storytelling is the oldest form of entertainment and also of oral history, often told as families gathered around the hearthfire after a day’s work. […]

The Secret of the Old House

The Secret of the Old House

  The Secret of the Old House sounds like a Nancy Drew mystery, doesn’t it? However, it isn’t; it’s a Manos mystery, the third one in the Ned McNeil series and although the story is about an old house that has a secret (or more than one secret) that isn’t the title; the title is […]

Conversations with a Cat Called Twitch

Conversations with a Cat Called Twitch

My family has a yellow and white cat, a rescue cat whose name is Twitch. Sad to say, Nemo and Twitch are not bosom buddies. In fact, they are definitely antagonistic. The one time they met, only an introductory meeting, mind you, was almost disastrous. Not to dwell on unpleasant subjects, but if you can […]

The Mystery of a Small, Gray Cat

The Mystery of a Small, Gray Cat

  This morning, a small gray cat is slipping quietly through my thoughts. I think of her often, D. C., the cat who was with us the longest. She was actually my son’s cat, but she and I understood each other. She could look at me and communicate that she would like a bite of […]

Winter Cat

Winter Cat

I have a soft spot in my heart for Manx cats. My mother’s cat, Boxcar, was a Manx. Boxcar had only one litter of kittens in her entire life, two little Siamese and a tiny runt, born a whole day after the first two. The little guy was a Manx and looked just like her. […]

Looking Back at a Small, Furry Hostess

Looking Back at a Small, Furry Hostess

  Yesterday, my friend Fran emailed me some sad news: Miss Kitty had died. I’ve written about Miss Kitty several times, when I wrote about the luncheons Fran hosted in her home. Those were special times–a warm welcome from Fran, friendly chats with the women I met there, and, of course, a visit with Miss […]

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