I've resolved to change my life. It's now or never; I'm turning into an old dog, right quick. Is that so wrong?
He would sleep in the sun under a bough over by the fence. I hoped he was here to stay. I wondered how to get food back there without it stinking of humans. Well, I'm sorry, I did. ![]()
I'm sitting there in this reverie about puppets, and it occurred to me that the only way I could ever make a puppet would be to first, I said to myself, "First, I would need to grow a birch tree." ![]()
I am interested in several diverse and unrelated interests of which I seem to be lone enthusiast in my community. That's a problem. So I made this web site. ![]()
A mystery of the universe. What is it about a box that cats - all cats, of all breeds and temperments - find so irresistable? In other news, Mary Constance has finally opened. Right now, there’s just the one choker design, but I hope to produce other things as well. I’m also selling Emma.