New Year, New Times

It is a cold day today in Florida and part of a cold week. I can't think of the last time it's been this cold here all in a stretch.

Well it's been some time since the passing of Blackie & Hairy. I suppose the time has come to rename my blog and move forward. I'm not sure what to call it yet though.

Sadly the irony is that I began this blog thinking that Blackie would not last long due to natural causes, which of course was not how he came to his end. And I had thought my dear Hairy would be with me for a long time to come, but she was murdered only a few days later in my carport by 2 often let loose pit pulls. I have to wonder if she would have ran to safety instead of trying to be friendly had Blackie still been around to sound the alarm.

How odd that hardly an hour goes by that I still don't think of Hairykins, and then of Blackie. Perhaps it's that I so miss the fact that they 3 were like a complementary unit as each filled a facet of needs. Regardless what's most sad is that Brownie seems to need a playmate and I have no idea what kind of pet to look for. All I know is I'm told that at best an adult cat will only tolerate other cats they didn't grow up with and that even Blackie & Hairy didn't much like how Brownie like to practice fighting. She's mostly a defender BTW. Hairy (having no claws) was a total pacifist and Blackie only liked to fight to protect or to eat.