Pamela Ribon

Tag: Lilith

  • mon dieu!

    a letter from taylor. Oh! Bonjour! I did not see you sneak up on me like that. I was busy reading this very funny guy talk about his job. What is a fax? I don’t know, but iz funny, no? I like Stee very much. I think he’z a very nice person, with a very […]

  • a little creepy

    changes We decided it was time to get a new cat. Taylor has seemed quite depressed and we found ourselves thinking of Lillith often. We went down to the animal shelter Saturday afternoon. I walked in and was looking at one of the cats when an arm popped out from a cage and grabbed my […]

  • claws

    thinking about our home We are still debating the “get a new kitty” thing at the house.  Taylor is very vocal lately, which he has never been before.  He’s constantly at our sides, which he really never did.  He lets you pet him, he plays, he runs around the house.  He cries and moans until […]

  • joy sauce

    haiku for the hungover Good-bye party fun. All my good friends showed up there. They made me feel good. we played poker late. i think tequila was there. hey i won twelve bucks.

  • pressure

    i ain’t no one’s kathie lee I took a little vacation yesterday.  I did it because I couldn’t stay awake all day long.  I just kept falling asleep and having the strangest dreams.  For some reason in the dream the Donnie and Marie Behind the Music that I had been watching got melded with the […]

  • recipe for a kitty wake

    recipe for a kitty wake

    (I hope this works…) ITEMS NEEDED:

  • click.

    click– quick little note — click, click click, click running out of time… I came to work this morning and found out that my machine is being moved today.  Today, as in a few hours. I’ve spent all morning trying to save the files and e-mail that I want to keep. Thus, no time for […]

  • she’s not there

    family status report You guys really are the best.  Thank you for all of your kind words and thoughts and prayers.  Quite a few of you have sent me the above picture.  It made me smile. It’s quiet here at my house. It’s very strange.  Eric is at work, so it’s just me and Taylor.  […]

  • and i love her

    NOTE:  Please don’t read this if needles and sick cats and horrible things make you squeamish. Lillith had stopped eating Sunday.  We couldn’t get her to take food from us like she usually would, and I was forcing vitamins down her with a syringe.  We thought maybe it was a one shot deal.

  • lack of focus

    no one ever asks my opinion “Who are these people?” Eric asked yesterday on the phone. “My readers.” “Like fan mail?” “I guess.”