Maizie Jane Valentine

I think it was Albert Schweitzer who said something about life's greatest solices being music and cats. Or was it Mark Twain? Or Einstein? Well, something like that. The point being that when you've had a crappy day, a little music and a small- to large-sized cat will make you feel better. This is Maizie Jane Valentine. She's a medium-sized cat. She always makes me feel better.

Maizie's just about the most easy-going cat I've ever known. She came to us as an adult foster and quickly earned a permanent place in our family because she got along with all the other cats from Day One. How often does that happen? She's Ms. Valentine for the heart-shaped spot on the end of her nose. She's Maizie Jane just because it suits her.

Maizie really is a good traveler. She also likes to claim a vacant Pet Taxi as her own private cat cave when one is sitting around the house somewhere. Isn't she lovely?

Yeah, not the greatest day ever. I'm exceptionally aggravated with unknown people who set up North County Humane Society Facebook and MySpace pages, or get them half set up, and then just disappear without leaving login email addresses and passwords behind. They are stabbing NCHS right square in the middle of the back. I've spent the bulk of the day trying to track down these narcissistic brats (which is the nicest thing I can think of to call them). What did NCHS ever do to them to deserve being treated so meanly and cruelly. It's darn near a form of animal cruelty if you ask me. Ggggrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Did I cook? Well, I did saute the rest of those chicken livers and made a balsamic honey vinegar reduction to pour over them. Just for practice. It was good. Maybe life will look better tomorrow.