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"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." —  Henry David Thoreau credit My phone died recently. Not like died because of its charge — permanently died. I'm not the only one whom this has happened to, I'm sure, and this isn't a complaint. Rather, it's an observation on how different the landscape of my life has been without it. I've been reading more, watching more TV, doing less doomscrolling. I found that I've missed my phone a lot less and simultaneously a lot more than I expected. And I've been noticing a difference in my mental state. My mental health is, apparently, linked in part to the device I hold in my hand 99% of the time. Who knew? However, it's still been challenging lately, for more reasons than just my phone, and my sister invited me to go outside with her. Th

A Strange Creature, Indeed

Originally posted on my HSB blog, July 28, 2008 at 4:52 PM
Hi everyone,

I "helped" my cat Tux post an entry on the blog that he shares with my other cat, Chessie. I thought that this was one of the most creative entries I've done from the perspective of my pet, so I wanted to share with you.


Well, it's Tux. For once, I've been doing something other than sleeping & eating.


We have a new human in the house. Her name is *Muffin*, and she's 7 months old. My owners watch over her while her parents work.


*Muffin* can sometimes get annoying, especially when she chases after me! Chessie, for once, is reassuring me. She says that it is normal, and that I should be patient with "the little thing". Where did Chessie learn that, anyway? Maybe it's true... but I can't handle the thought of her getting her slobber on me. At least she can't pull my tail!

Anyway, *Muffin* has been chasing me a lot lately! It seems like every day she comes, she gets faster. My owners call it "crawling". I guess I'm helping them, because every time she sees me, she tries to scoot over to me. All my owners do is just watch in anticipation, and then cheer when *Muffin* reaches me. I don't know why they don't help me get away from "that little thing".

*Muffin* has other odd habits as well. She makes noises that I've never heard before, and she makes them at the most inopportune moments. She, as well as her stuff, has a strange smell, and sometimes she gets stinky. She doesn't walk, and seems to be lazy because my owners carry her around all the time. She scatters toys where I want to sleep. She eats an unfamiliar white liquid from a strange contraption (Chessie says it's a bottle. Again, where DOES she learn this stuff?)

*Muffin* = A Strange Creature, Indeed.

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