Monday, July 11, 2011



Great-Great Aunt Alma's copper collection

Grandmother's candy dish

Made by an elderly gentleman in Margo many years ago

I'm too sad and pissed off to write much of anything. Our two dogs that like to chase cats (but wouldn't hurt them, we thought) caught a young kitten this morning and killed it.
I'm so disgusted with them I can barely look at the two dogs.


  1. Thank you for letting us peep into your home :) I love the basket! Very neat!

    Sorry to hear of your kitten loss... and your dog disgust.... ((hugs))

  2. Love the photos. Perhaps the dogs thought it was a squirrel. Poor kitty.

  3. Nooooooo!!! I can totally feel your pain. I often wondered what would happen if Chaplin caught that bird or squirrel he was chasing. I guess now I know...
    Hugs to you! xo B

  4. I figure they hadn't seen the kitten before and maybe thought it was a strange animal they had to catch.

    Honestly though, you'd think I lost my best friend or something. I stood out on the grass and literally wept and wailed, long and loud, my anger and sorrow. (The beauty of neighbours at a decent distance is that one can do this uninhibitedly.) Surprised even me. Then felt terrible for the rest of the day; heartbroken.

    I still can't bring myself to pat either of the two dogs.


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