Eddie

Alas, our beautiful, surly, mysterious Eddie is gone. We found him yesterday morning under the bed, obviously very sick and almost comatose. I carried him to the back porch to clean him up and suddenly he rallied and scuttled off under the house. 

But by the time John got to him, Eddie was dead.  He had been fine the day before and we suspect poison or snakebite.

  Eddie was in no way a sweet cat but his was a distinctive personality. 

I'll miss him.

A Message from Eddie

Vicki is still recovering from the effects of helping family and friends celebrate Carolina's historic defeat of Duke -- at Duke. She'll be back tomorrow, no doubt.


People are so silly -- a houseful of grown men (and women, who always have seemed to me to be the more sensible sex) screaming as men in baggy shorts bounce a ball and try to throw it through a hoop.

It only proves the infinite superiority of cats -- as if there'd ever been any question.   

Willa's Boyfriend

Eddie Says. . .

Vicki spent most of Tuesday at big stores in Asheville, laying in provisions for Christmas and beyond. Vicki does not like to shop so she rewards herself with a nice dinner with sparkling wine. Now she is enjoying some post-dinner port and pecans and chocolate, after which she will do the dishes and go to bed early, as Willa has an appointment at 6:15 AM  for a ride to the spay/neuter clinic . . . 

Regular blogging will return tomorrow.

Looking Ahead

Eddie wants to remind you that Halloween is drawing near. He has his costume (El Gato de la Muerte)-- how about you?

  

And I want to remind my friends in the area that I'll be in Sylva today at 2 and at the Marshall library at 6:30. Then on Sunday, I'll be at Malaprop's in Asheville at 3.  The info is over there on the side.

Look for me next week at Blue Ridge Books in Waynesville, Accent on Books in Asheville, and at the Mars Hill Library.

And later in the month there's an interesting event called EAT YOUR WORDS at Avenue M in Asheville. Check it out!

Morning Miscellany

Pastels. . .

One pear tree branch thinks it's Spring. . .

Plumbago aka Leadwort

Blushing Autumn Joy Sedum

And Eddie . . .

Cats at Work..

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Overheard...

Eddie and the Garden

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More Spring

Spring . . . it's almost more than I can deal with. I spent the day outside, planting, pruning, weeding -- and almost every five minutes there was something that demanded a picture.  A flush of shitakes, the first tree peony blossom (it went from tight closed to open in the course of the day,) Eddie showing off, the azaleas in bloom, and the hostas unfurling. Oh, what a glorious season!