Tomb-Sweeping Day

I saw an article on BuzzFeed today about Tomb-Sweeping Day, an ancient holiday the Chinese observe where they visit the graves of family members and loved ones that have past. Apparently, in recent years the holiday has extended to pet cemeteries as well.

It’s hard to believe, but Loki, who would have been six this April, has been gone for almost two years. We have his ashes in a beautiful wooden box, and his collar still sits on a bookshelf in The Man’s office. I still remember how beautiful Loki was, especially his eyes. This was his favorite time of year, because we would open the window in our bedroom for him and Luna to chatter at the birds that would begin flocking to the magnolia tree just outside.

One of the tombs in the BuzzFeed article reads, “Gently you left, but will be in my heart forever.” That’s how I like to remember Loki. I hope you’re over the rainbow bridge, laying in the sun and chirping at birds, beautiful boy.




big changes coming…

Needless to say, time has escaped me again! We’ve had a lot going on in our casa de craziness, and we had a big announcement to make on Valentine’s Day. It looked a little bit like this…

Baby Announcement

Hope everyone had a lovely Easter! We’ll be updating you as the journey continues 🙂

feline friday is testy

It’s kind of funny. One of my co-workers just said to me yesterday that I never mention the cats anymore. Rest assured, Luna and Loki still live here. They still are not huge fans of Abby, though. I have to say that I did not expect Luna and Loki’s reactions to the puppy. I was absolutely sure that Loki would warm up to her because he has always wanted Luna to be a playmate which she would have none of. Luna has been far more curious. She’ll walk right up to Abby and test her, seeing if Abby will bark. And while Abby has gotten swatted MULTIPLE times, it has never been with claws out. I guess that’s a good sign?

We had a friend over for dinner tonight and as much as I hate the cats on the table, we were done eating and just talking when Luna decided the dining chair wasn’t good enough anymore and the table would be much better.


Abby, of course, was sitting right below me. At one point, Luna dangled her paw over the edge of the table, taunting Abby to no end. Abby took the bait. And immediately regretted her actions.


She got bopped on the nose, no claws. Poor Abby. All she wants is a friend. But my little felines will have none of it. Maybe when she’s older?