The Murphy & Krusty Show
They fight, and fight, and fight and fight and fight. Just Kidding. They only fight some of the time. Yes, for those of you who asked (Sara), I introduce to you Murphy and Krusty the clinic cats.
The first cat is Murphy. She was actually abandoned at my Father's Clinic nine years ago. She was declawed and a very affectionate cat. My Dad found a home for her a few days later. Unfortunately, the new owner's daughter had a massive allergic reaction. She returned to the clinic the next day. My Dad told me about the situation, and I decided to take the cat myself. She's been with me ever since.
The second cat is Krusty. Now, I
did not name the cat. One of my clients is an actual cat trainer. She trains them for commercials, photo shoots, etc. Krusty was one of those cat that played the drums and did the skateboard. She was putting him up for adoption and I decided to take him in.
They got along like water and oil for the first couple of weeks. Krusty thought that he could assert his dominance immediately. However, Murphy showed him who was the boss rather swiftly and forcefully.
I like both of them a lot, but Murphy has been with me longer. She's getting a little long in the tooth, but she can still beat up on Krusty pretty good.
Don't worry, there will be more pictures in the future.
Chores and Genealogy Assignments
Today was one of those days where you had to get things done. After working out on the treadmill this morning, Sandra and I did our laundry (yipee!). After that nonsense, we had to go to Sam's Club and restock the freezer with protein (aka - meat, poultry and fish).
I am taking online courses in genealogical methodology (how to do family history), and I had to complete an assignment that dealt with looking at a document and analyzing the information in it. I was bitten by the family history bug earlier this year. Actually, it probably all started during the week of our wedding. I got to see relatives that I haven't seen in decades, and some relatives actually met for the first time at our wedding. My interest in family history pretty much snowballed from there. It's even to the point where I am going to research Sandra's family as well. Both sides of the family lived through World War Two. My family lived through the Japanese occupation of the Philippines, and Sandra's family saw the carnage and devastation in Europe. Let's just say that there will be plenty of research to keep me busy for the rest of my lifetime.
Now all I have to do is find a couple of pictures of my clinic cats to post.
Yeah, I'm new to this...
I noticed Russ' comment that I'd set up the comments for registered users only. OOPS! My bad. So, Dear New Yorker, I did fix that setting ;). Still setting this up, so please bear with me.
HERE GOES NOTHING!Okay, so I broke down and finally decided to have a blog of my own. Besides, now my wife dosen't have to worry about me hijacking her blog to wish people Happy Birthday (Isn't that right, Russ?). Let's hope that I have some good stuff to share with all of you.
did not name the cat. One of my clients is an actual cat trainer. She trains them for commercials, photo shoots, etc. Krusty was one of those cat that played the drums and did the skateboard. She was putting him up for adoption and I decided to take him in.
