Notes from the house, mostly evenings
Letters about the cats, the colony, the slow work of getting it right.
Apr 22, 2026 Luna finds her feet (and our curtains)
Three weeks in, the bottle is gone, the litter tray is mostly understood, and the curtains are now considered a personal climbing wall.
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Apr 12, 2026 The day Raven arrived
She was so small in the carrier. So small, and so quiet. I sat on the kitchen floor with her for a long time before I even opened the door.
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Mar 20, 2026 Why I finally wrote the book
I was never going to write a book. I am very much not a writer. But I kept being asked the same questions, over and over, and one day I sat down.
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Feb 3, 2026 Winter bowls, and the cats no one sees
There's a colony three streets over. They don't have names that I know of. But they know the sound of my boots on the gravel.
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