The Other Side
Don't worry, this is not going to be another salt-in-the-wound post about the blue wave that flowed over the country with the midterms. By now, you've probably read or heard enough about people voting their dissatisfaction and hoping for some sort of change or relief (and the results were indeed a relief to many). But no, this will be about something completely different. And if it may seem that this post may occasionally be all over the place, swirling as randomly as a gust of wind, it probably is, mirroring the thoughts in my head. Yesterday we put our cat to sleep. He was the one who was such a snuggle-bug and a love-bug that we named him Bugsy (actually, he got his name because he was rescued from a dumping area behind an apartment, one which was filled with what we think were straw-itch bugs,* the worst sort of no-see-ums ever). Bugsy's nose cancer had come back after six years of being relatively dormant and his breat...