Monday, July 17, 2017


I sat down at my computer to blog about mosquito bites and drew this:

I've maybe used that line before...

And then I remembered I already wrote about mosquito bites a few years ago, so I decided to include that post too. Here you go!


As we’ve discussed, I walk (and now fish) on the duck rape trail. It’s on the water, so there are lots of mosquitos.  And it’s summer, so I’m also suffering from sunrash.

For some reason, they really like me.
Like, seriously like me.
It’s bad. Boyfriend and I will take a walk and come back looking like this:
So I bought some heavy duty bug spray and used that before our walk.
And yet we come back like this:
These are some tough mosquitos.
The worst part is the morning after a walk, when I’m lying in bed relaxing. And all of a sudden I feel it. IT, you guys. The itch.  I can’t help it. I’m a scratcher. Remember Boyfriend and the eye poking? I have nails and I NEED to use them. I spend all day contorted into weird positions so I can get some good scratching it. Plus, the scratching makes the bites bigger and redder, until it looks like I have welts all over my legs. And like I said, it’s sunrash season. I end up looking like this:


Sigh, I suffer. Do you guys get all bit up? And if not, WHAT IS YOUR SECRET?!?!                                        

Monday, July 10, 2017

Chaos Kitty

On Saturday, I went to Boyfriend's house to hang out. We were sitting upstairs with the Doggo and one of his kitties (Milo), when this happened. 

It's not shocking that the other cat, Archer, would get into trouble. Boyfriend went downstairs to investigate. 

So then Doggo, Milo, and I rushed downstairs to see what the commotion was about. 

Yep. Archer was rampaging through the house with a real mouse squeaking away in his mouth. 

Boyfriend and I chased Archer around to try to get him outside, while Milo tried to investigate what exactly was happening and Doggo jumped in on the fun. Here's my artistic rendering of the event. I call it 'Chaos Kitty'

Yep. I'm thinking of getting a mural of this painted in my apartment. 

Anyway, we finally got it outside and Boyfriend put the mouse out of its misery (RIP). Archer spent the rest of the night preening. Doggo settled down fairly quickly, and Milo stayed confused about what happened. 

Monday, July 3, 2017


For those in the US: Happy Fourth of July to you and your pets, who may or may not believe that fireworks signal the end of the world.