Boy, when I go, I hope I hope even half as many people miss me as seem to be missing Lydia, a cat most of them never met.
Because several folks asked: I've decided to stop feeding strays of any species in my backyard, at least for now. Maybe someday if I can figure out a way to be more selective — like feeding possums and cats I've named without feeding raccoons and cats I don't know — I might resume. But for now, the buffet is closed. (This message is for any possums who follow my blog. Sorry, guys.)
I did talk to my lovely friend Betty Lynn the day after her birthday. She was a little pooped from all the celebrating but she'd doing well. Here's an article that ran in her hometown newspaper.
If you're a fan of our Groo Meets Tarzan mini-series, you have about three days to e-mail me a letter that I might (might!) publish in issue #4. Use the e-mail address in the comic book.
If I subtract the number of reruns, I'm at around 29,100 posts on this blog. I recently paid my annual fee to my hosting company which does a way better job than my previous three hosting companies of keeping this blog online and pretty swift to respond to your clicking. If you've been thinking of sending in a donation, this would be a really good time to do it because that fee is pretty steep. The PayPal link is to the right. Thank you.