Though sometimes it’s just easier to call Alicia and say “hey, guess what, I like moon pies and today someone sent me an email with a picture of an alligator that said ‘gator done.'”

This is a picture of my dad, our cat Buzz, and me. My sister Christie took him after our parents moved. He died this morning. He was ornery but he loved Christie and she loved him. Here I am doing my impression of him, with the sick eye and cone around my neck. Note my dad’s Clooneyesque beard.

We don’t have very good luck with cats. One out of twenty lives a good life. And literally I mean one out of twenty, we have had that many.