A year after I lost my devilcat, I welcome Lucia into my heart.
I collected Chenna's ashes today, exactly three weeks after she signed out. Three weeks. Gosh. I still think about her every day, because there is not one aspect of my life in this house that she wasn't a part of. She arrived as a cute and cantankerous kitten within weeks of me moving in, and … Continue reading Farewell, my devilcat
I got a bit of a shock today. Turns out I'm not so indestructible as I liked to believe. Bone marrow cancer. That's what I've got. The prognosis is "guarded" (which means "not good" is a helluva understatement). No options for treatment. Barely any options for management. I'm so anemic I could keel over at … Continue reading Diary of a DevilCat: This is Chenna, signing out
Instead of dreamy days in the sunshine, my Christmas involved pain and blood and terror. There is this Bullycat, you see, who is trying to take over my garden. He's mostly white, with bits of grey and black, and shaggy ears. Every day he can be found in my garden, mostly just passing through, his … Continue reading Diary of a Devilcat: Worst Christmas ever
It's been ages since I got to write a blog post. By the cat gods, Ellen can be so mean. You've all missed me, right? But I suppose life has been same old same old... Eat. Sleep. Scratch. Growl. Actually, I've been doing a lot of growling. Ellen's developed this incredibly annoying habit of inviting … Continue reading Diary of a devilcat: Eat. Sleep. Scratch. Growl.
Says Chenna the devilcat: Capricious. That's what she called me! Recalcitrant too. Like there are rules I'm supposed to be following. Where, may I ask, does it say I have to sleep in the same place all the time? Is there some lodging contract I signed? (No!) Is there a notice on the wall? (No!) … Continue reading Diary of a Devilcat: I’ll sleep where I damn well want
Says Chenna the devilcat: Ellen is letting me write the WANAFriday post today, because the estimable Liv Rancourt has acknowledged that "cats run the internet" and challenged humans to post about their favourite pets, real or imaginary. She might just be my new favourite person... Well, I can assure you I am very much real … Continue reading Diary of a Devilcat: Beware my Evil Eye
Ha! Chenna here. I'm back! It's taken a great deal of coaxing and smooching, but Ellen has finally let me back near the keyboard . . . er, that is, she's letting me type something rather than merely batting me away (rather ineffectually, I might add). Today it's time for a little lesson in how … Continue reading Diary of a Devilcat: How to be helpful
Hi, I'm Chenna, and I'm SO EXCITED that Ellen has once more unleashed my blogging prowess after two years of keyboard banishment, that I'm of half a mind to be good. Nah. No way! She damn well deserves the full devilcat treatment after halting my therapy in such an unceremonious manner. No wonder I'm so … Continue reading Diary of a Devilcat: What to do with rodents
I'm a writer. Of course I have a cat. Don't we all? And my cat, Chenna (aka Devilcat), likes to help me write. Who ever said dogs were the pets who liked to be near you? Cats can be just as needy. And the thing with cats is that they have the wherewithal to get … Continue reading How cats help