The Art of Joy Alyssa Day

After getting out of my shower yesterday, I heard a strange watery tinkling sound. I looked around the corner and saw Dobby, my red cream tabby with a curly tail, shown here:

was hopping off of the toilet. I went over and looked in and sure enough, the water was moving, pee colored and had some fresh bubbles in it!!

I didn’t even train him to do it. Usually, I’ve heard of the little trays that you fill with litter and start training your cat to use that and then slowly take it away, but not Dobby. He just up and used it! And I’ve noticed colorations in the bowl before, with no clue where it came from, so I think he’s been using it for a while! What a smart kitty!

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The above beautiful card is produced by an artist friend of mine, Lynette Cook. She has been an angel to volunteer with a local animal shelter, taking care of, and also adopting, needful kitties. I don’t know how she does it. I love them so much that I would bring them all home with me, so I have to stay away. To be able to give her time and love to them is so kind and caring.

I‘ve had a rough summer. First a huge contract got “deferred.” We had already bought supplies and equipment in order to make their fast completion date. They say don’t count your chickens, but this chicken had been laid, hatched, and had a pretty significant foundation of feathers… The economy hit the client hard, so the client hit us hard. ouch.

Then we had the awful fires. I had never seen anything like that — fire covering 120 degrees of the horizon. It was frightening, smoky, awful. I hope I never see that again, but the doomsayers around here say it happens every so many years… I hope they’re wrong.