The face you make when someone has taken your favorite spot on the radiator. She was MAD!

There is a distinct possibility that I might have too many books.

Diego then and now. One year ago, Diego was dying from FIP. We treated him with Bova GS-441524 from Stokes Pharmacy, and he made a full recovery. ❤️

Trying to get the Halloween decorations at work put away, but some of them are being difficult.

Last night as I lay squished into an MRI tube, I thought about the book I’m writing and how I need to learn more about Black Americans in Haiti during the 1860s. And then, when I got home and opened up Facebook, I saw a post by historian Ana Lucia Araujo that included a book just like that!

I say this as someone who has studied interior design of the 1800s, although it holds true in many other ways. Trump is an idiot. Lincoln era bathrooms never had marble all over the walls. They had woodwork. Everywhere. Places we would never put woodwork. Never slabs of marble.

Faith and her daughter Olivia consider every day to be Black Cat Day.

It took some effort, but I persuaded a wyvern to hang out at the library.

I had an email from someone I don’t know asking to meet me in an empty lot to talk about history. Of course I said yes! LOL

CIA-sponsored regime change has a tendency to be horrific, but apparently we’re doing it again. Is it Venezuela’s oil that we’re after, or is there something else our oligarchs want?

Today I indulged in writing for 8 hours. Which means 8 hours of intense hyperfocus at the keyboard. My body is not happy! Maybe it’s okay that I normally get only 4-5 hour blocks of writing on weekends. I think it’s better for my health.

Tiny prefers white mousies without tails. If it has a tail, he won’t play with it. As soon as I remove the tail, he’s happy.

Is it possible to have too many footnotes?

My supervisor. I just wish she would leave the keyboard alone.

Two more days until the long weekend, which I plan to spend holed up in the past, writing an article about Connecticut history that will maybe get published next year.

Rocky doesn’t like his medicine, but it’s doing great things for his eye.

I sent an email to the CT State Library last night asking for help locating a document referenced in a book published in 1973. One of their Reference Librarians not only replied today, she sent me a gorgeous scan of the document! (Detail seen here)

How life should be: people from all over the world coming together to share their culture. In this one moment, an impromptu group from Ghana, Senegal, Puerto Rico, Guyana, and the Philippines danced, drummed, and laughed. Their joy was felt by everyone watching.

Rocky had an urgent care vet visit today for his right eye. I believe the vet said he has Eosinophilic Keratitis—an inflammation that is causing a white buildup on the cornea. He’ll be getting ointment and drops for two weeks. Like he hasn’t been through enough already! At least he’s a good patient.

The weekend started with me thinking I could easily and quickly prep an article for a different publication after the project I wrote it for was canceled. Some of you know where this is going…. /1

Faith and Diego, the largest of her babies, waiting with great anticipation as I get their food from above the fridge.

✔️ Ate breakfast ✔️ Started chicken stock in slow cooker ✔️ Pulled up weeds for an hour I am completely exhausted and ready to go back to bed, but apparently I still have to run errands. 😫

When an author catches you looking at her book in the campus store, of course you have to buy a copy and ask her to sign it. ☺️

I’m not sure, but I think there might be a cat under the blanket.

With everything that’s going on, I’m surprised no one is talking about McCarthyism as a relevant and important precedent.

A little bit of history joy: Duke University Libraries has shared issues of The Anglo-African I haven’t seen before, and in them I found a letter from Alexander C. Luca describing a visit to Iberia College in Ohio, where his daughter Mary was a student in 1863. /1

Life with occasional migraines: I just spent half an hour wondering why I was suddenly nauseous and headachy, briefly decided it must be a sinus/allergy thing, then remembered migraines exist. That also explains why it is suddenly painfully bright out despite being overcast.

Rocky has adapted to his spinal injury in several ways. Stretching out in the sploot position is one of them. (He also gets pain meds, and is a very happy, healthy cat.)

Rocky. Nothing but trouble. Stole a slice of pizza right off my plate last night. Acted all surprised and confused when I wouldn’t let him near my breakfast plate this morning. He has no regrets.

Go offline.

Captured in full yawn! A year ago, he had severe jaundice from FIP, so all that pink looks great!

Lovebirds. Or is that Lovecats?

Low water at the reservoir.

Photos from yesterday’s Puerto Rican Parade in Waterbury, CT.

Oops. I missed another phone call from Spam Risk. I never seem to be able to take their calls. I hope they aren’t upset with me.

Mr. Mustache loves everyone and is convinced they love him too. Marmalade has doubts.

Hints of autumn.

Please hold all conspiracy theories, I would prefer to see cat photos. Thank you.

Some days you just want to stay in bed.

Don’t forget to go outside.

Spend all the money you want on fancy cat toys, sometimes all you need is a tennis ball.

Old family photos. Part of a tub full of my grandparents’ and parents’ photos and even older family records. It will take me some time to sort through and organize them all! #genealogy

Goldilocks, the rare female orange cat. She is fearless and friendly at the vet.

“Whereas, Resistance to tyrants is obedience to God; therefore, Resolved, That it is the right and duty of the slaves to resist their masters; and it is the right and duty of the people of the North to incite slaves to resistance, and to aid them in it”. (Henry C. Wright, 1859)

Microsoft is evil. I just bought & downloaded Office 2024. But Microsoft refuses to let me use Office unless I also pay for a 365 subscription.

Happy #Caturday from Rocky, who is one happy little cat.

This could take a while.

Neighbors up the street are in the middle of a music duel. Bachata vs. Rap. I am in just the right spot to hear them equally loud. It’s a weird mix.

Snoring away, sound asleep when I came home, but the instant I touched her food bowl, she materialized next to it, ready to eat.