A good old boy who entertained us with a growl — We’ve all had memorable cats but choose a favorite? Hard to do. Eeyore may hold that honor in our family.

There are over 300 million out there. Santa, where is mine? — Only absurd if you have a brain Even though we celebrate a big Christmas in July, I am not super hopeful I will get a gun. We all know how unreliable Santa is. But I still want one, and Daniel Defense, a family-owned firearms dealer in Georgia, has just what I need. Could you do me a…

We may be crazy but are we also hopelessly stupid? — My title was going to start with QANut…something…something. But I guess I’m not conspiracy-minded enough. I will keep pondering it, but it is up to you. The only requirement is to keep it off-kilter and, if possible, funny or somewhat, if you can even grin. Or not. These are the…

People ages 75 and older are three times as likely to overdose — From one being none to ten being the worst Every medical assistant over the last few years has asked me, ‘What is your pain level right now?’ How about you? How do you answer such a subjective question? Someone with a lower pain tolerance might consider a mild headache as severe. In contrast, others can stand a lot more. …

Does using a cane, walker, or wheelchair embarrass you? — My journey from running to needing canes When I reflect on my mobility, I look back on its gradual deterioration. When did I have trouble walking several blocks to the grocery store and back? How was I getting around when we moved from New Hampshire to Minnesota? You get the idea. — Marathons — In the late 1970’s I foolishly(?)…

Crow’s Feet Prompt #9: Nostalgia — Very unusual but beautiful Down a gravel road in the middle of nowhere, I came to a clearing with folding chairs facing a trailhead. The circle, surrounded by tall pines from which the sun poked through, was a serene setting. Where was I, and what was I doing there? I was the ordained minister…

The location of wedding rings causes many marriage ills — Are you aware of trigger fingers? No, not the John Wayne and Wyatt Earp version. The kind that won’t straighten out by itself. Then when you use the other hand to pull it, you drop the handful of nuts you wanted in your mouth. …

Our cats think they own our devices. But do they? — This tuxedo girl is named Maleficent. Sometimes she seems bent on living up to her name. No print-out will escape her.