Sunday, December 22, 2013

Shifting and Drifting

Wind in my hair
Shifting and drifting
Mechanical music
Adrenaline surge....
Red Barchetta, Rush

This song is in honor of my uncle, Dr. Edward Kernick, who left this plane on December 21, 2013. 

Eddie and Mary Lou (my mom), November 1994, Baltimore, Maryland

There are many dimensions to my Uncle Ed, none of which I could adequately address. He will be sorely missed. 

One thing Uncle Ed enjoyed were cars.  I too had an affinity for cars when I was younger. For me, they were part of a fashion statement I'm sure, because I couldn't tell you one fact about anything under-the-hood. But I did appreciate the difference between the types of cars we drove and nice sports cars. One of my dearest memories is going for rides w/Uncle Eddie in whatever sports coupe he happened to own during our annual family visits to Pittsburgh. He loved taking me for a spin, and talking about the performance features of the car. We never went far or very fast, but I had such a marvelous time. 

I am picturing him driving down a long, windy road in whatever roadster he enjoyed the most. Feeling the wind in his hair. Racing to join those who departed ahead of him at the fireside. Just like the song says.

Thank you for everything you did for us Uncle Eddie. You were a gentle man, you and your brothers Bill and Jim, models for generations to come. 

Peace to my cousins and their children, and especially to my lovely Aunt Betty, who was his most trusted and loving companion. Above all, peace to you Uncle Ed. 

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Warehouse Wednesday: Valentina's Update

Hey everyone, Valentina comin' at ya on a Wednesday.

We've been (we hope noticeably) absent since Thanksgiving. It's been busy again in the warehouse apartment.

First of all, I am going to have to update you on my trip to Vet at the Barn. I'm not ready to share the entire experience yet, but suffice it to say I was carried in my "box" to the appointment. I am not a fan of long car rides, but I had to endure 1 hour to meet Dr. Bea, and then over an hour driving back home. The good news is I get special fish shaped treats to eat every day now. I did hear something about "losing weight," but I've chosen to ignore that until swimsuit season is upon me.

Secondly, Z-Girl comes home from work almost every day with boxes. You may not be aware, but I love *love* cardboard boxes. So this is like a party every time she walks in the door. A few days ago, she arrived with several deliveries that smelled quite tempting.

Turns out, these were indeed filled with cat food. Earmarked for other kitties.

What the h....

She opened a box, viewed the contents and then closed it back up. *But*, she didn't use tape. Naturally, when I knew she was fast asleep, I went to work. As a chief inspector for the FBI (Feline Bureau of Investigation), I had my paws full. I jumped on top of the box and managed to open it. But then I was challenged by the brown paper blocking me from the treasure. Fear not, I worked my way around that minor distraction, got to the bag and chewed through it, revealing hard, crunchy food. Lots of it.

But, Z-Girl busted me the next day. She has effectively blocked me from that box and then removed the other two from the apartment entirely. Foiled again!

According to what I've managed to hear Z-Girl say, Dr. Holly (our favorite veterinarian) is fostering a few kittens. So two boxes of kitten formula are going to her. The rest is going to feed the feral colony here in the 'hood. Puck and his gang of felines.

I'm still not clear why I can't have some of the food. I mean, just a few morsels. What's the harm in that? I am happy to share, I just want to taste...

That's all I've got for right now. Z-Girl will give you more updates on the outside feral kitties soon.

This is Valentina, over and out.

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Sundays should be easy...

Hi there! This is Lulu, coming back to the blog! Hooray!

This is me w/my mama Bessie, on an Easy Sunday summer of 2011. Our floors are concrete, so they may look dirty but that's just the way they look after being cleaned and polished! 

It's Sunday. This is supposed to be fun day, right?

Well, Z-Girl informed us last night that she has to go to the Mall today. She explained that at this time of year, that prospect isn't so much fun. She said that she isn't finished her Christmas shopping and she said to put our paws together and hope for a peaceful and successful entrance and exit.

Meanwhile, we'll window gaze at the snow that fell all day yesterday. Honestly, this morning it doesn't look nearly as beautiful but I for one have a job to do, and that's to take inventory of everything I can see through these windows.

We hope that where ever you are it's safe and comfy and maybe you are listening to music, or spending time with people you enjoy.

This is Lulu, over and out!