Wahoo! Wednesday - Furry Edition

We had a bit of a scare, yesterday, when Isabel stopped talking (she's a very chatty girl), hid in a window and didn't play all day. Here is poor, sick Izzy. The bloody spot on her back is where she got a shot. It bled all over her pretty white fur. She did not like being sprayed and cleaned by the vet. There was hissing and clawing. Vets move fast!

Izzy had a swollen elbow, infected after an injury. I'm assuming it had to do with a big human foot connecting hard with the elbow, although our wonderful vet said even "play fighting" can cause such injuries. We'll have to watch out more carefully for our delicate fur beauty, regardless.

Wahoo #1 - Izzy is looking terrific!

Today, I knew Izzy was going to be okay when she jumped onto my bed for her morning head rub (smiling -- seriously) and then knocked her rubber ducky into the sink water 3 times. She just played with a jingle ball and didn't last long but she was so sick that I'm sure she needs some recovery time. She had a temperature of 104. Yikes! You know that glazed look small children get when they have a high fever? That's what she looked like. Today, she is bright-eyed.

Wahoo #2 - Fiona was worried! She sniffed at her sister a bit but when Izzy made it clear that she wanted space, Fi politely backed off.

It's so nice to have cats that get along. Well . . . most of the time. Isabel got smacked when the two girls were sitting in the window, a bit ago, but she just flinched and didn't swipe back. Harmony resumed.

Wahoo #3 - Wahoo for harmony! It's so nice to have two kitties who actually get along and often even enjoy each other's company.

This is my favorite photo of sick Isabel. I love the reflection on my beautiful-hardwood-maple-floor-that-I'm-going-to-miss. Yes, sometimes I'm still hit with brief moments of, "Oh, man. I hate to leave that behind!" But, Wahoo! - not often. :)

Reminder: Tomorrow is Children's Day at Bookfoolery. There will be 4 short reviews. At least, I hope they'll be short. I'm a busy girl.

What wonderful, wahooey things are happening in your world?

Bookfool, very grateful for veterinarians

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Wahoo! Wednesday

Many thanks to Fizzy Jill for thinking of me and sending the image above. That alone is a wahoo!

So . . . it's Wahoo! Wednesday! Many wahooey (and somewhat fatiguing) things are happening in my little world. Not many of them involve books, unfortunately, although I did happen across some books I don't need when I was dropping off donations at my library.

Wahoo! for books that have walked in:

Mermaid by Carolyn Turgeon (ARC)

The Taken by Vicki Pettersson (ARC)

Both were library sale finds. Yes, yes, I know you're not supposed to pay for ARCs but the fifty cents I paid goes to the Friends of the Library so let's just say I donated a whopping two quarters to them, shall we?

It is a tiny bit sad to sit at my desk and watch the UPS truck zip past. I kind of miss those little brown parcels.

Looking on the bright side wahoos:

Wahoo for consistency in the flooring at our future new house. This is a "look on the bright side" wahoo because it's actually really hideous, if you ask me. The sellers have just replaced the flooring in almost the entire house . . . and they went with a cheap laminate instead of real wood. However, they did at least put the same flooring down everywhere except the entryway and kitchen (which has nice "brick pavers" flooring). We can always cover bits of it with area rugs. And, it should last a few years. So, that's two bright-side wahoos. Here, want to see? This is the entryway:

You can see the brick in the entry and the icky fake-wood stuff in the dining room, here. Wish they'd leave that nice piece of furniture behind. Note that the resident dog left his toy lying about. So cute. The house has high ceilings, so I'll just try to look up instead of down.

Reading update:

My reading is understandably pathetic, at the moment. I'd forgotten how much busy work is involved in buying a house. I'm lucky to manage about 50-100 pages per day. So, I'm really only focusing on one of the books in my sidebar: Alone in Berlin by Hans Fallada. It's an excellent WWII book that was published in 1947. I've read a few chapters of my face-to-face book group's June selection, Into the Free by Julie Cantrell. I'm hoping to get back to Johnson's Life of London and Learned Optimism, soon. I would not advise holding your breath if you're waiting on reviews of any of those.

Crazy cat photo of the week is a shot of Isabel jumping onto my desk. I think it's very wahooey:

Other wahooish things that are making me happy, today:

This article about why Nathan Fillion is a book lover

A very cute essay about how important it can be to get your cookie on an airplane flight

Something to look forward to: City of Women by David R. Gillham. It sounds like my kind of book. Love WWII novels.

Have you got any wahoos to share? Please do!

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Wahoo! Wednesday - combined with the Armchair BEA post of the day

For anyone new to my blog, Wahoo! Wednesday is just a day to count my blessings and talk about things that make me happy or good things that are happening in my life. It's a feature I came up with years ago, dropped for a while and have recently revived.

Let's start with the A-BEA business, though.

Today, we're supposed to talk about networking. When I read that, I went totally blank. And, then I read Alyce's post and realized I have, in fact, done some networking in a matter of speaking. Let's start with my interview of Simon Van Booy. I was writing for Estella's Revenge ezine when I read the Turtle Point Press version of Simon's wonderful book of short stories, The Secret Lives of People in Love. I was so blown away that I asked to interview him. And, then one thing led to another and I ended up meeting up with Simon in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Here's a reprint of my interview of Simon Van Booy in 2007.

While I was in town, I also met up with the fabulous Colleen Gleason, the author of a number of romance series books. At the time, I was really into her Victoria Gardella Vampire series. I can't seem to find my interview post, but here's a link to the photos I took of Colleen and Simon.

I don't do many interviews because I don't consider myself all that hot at coming up with insightful questions, but I've also chatted with and interviewed Patricia Wood, the author of the fabulous, Orange short-listed Lottery. I could have met up with Pat when I was in Hawaii but I neglected to tell her I was coming. Darn.

Last year, I finally met up with my first blogging buddy, the very awesome and totally perky Carrie of Care's Online Book Club. That's Carrie in Charleston, South Carolina, at right. She and a writer friend from my online writing group years stayed at a Bed & Breakfast and spent our days touring the town, riding boats, eating good food and chat-chat-chatting. It was absolutely wonderful -- actually, my first buddy trip, apart from writers' conferences.

In the fall, Carrie mentioned that Simon Van Booy was going to be speaking at the Boston Public Library and that led to another trip to hang out with Carrie, this time in Massachusetts. We drove in to Boston on a rainy day, had coffee with Simon and then attended his reading. That's Simon with Carrie, at left.

More recently, I managed to meet Alex George, author of A Good American. I already linked to my photo of the delightful Alex George at Lemuria Books, but here 'tis, in case you missed it.

Whew! Much more hanging out with bloggers and authors than I realized. I need to do more of that, definitely. Maybe a book festival in the future?

In other wahoo news:

We have placed an offer on a house! I am terrified but excited that we finally found something we're interested in. We won't hear back from the seller till tonight.

Book wahoos!

I'm reading slowly because we've been back and forth a lot (the house we're interested in is 30 miles away from our current home) but enjoying my reading. Alone in Berlin by Hans Fallada is an amazing WWII novel. Hans Fallada is the pen name of a German who died in 1947 and the story is about the resistance in Germany. It's going to take me quite a while to finish it, since I'm not finding much reading time and it's over 600 pages long but it's definitely a fantastic read, which is a huge wahoo! I've had trouble finding books that really grab me, lately.

Wahooey read #2 just arrived in the mail: Forbidden by Syrie James & Ryan M. James. It's a nice, light paranormal YA that I won from Alyce. Loving it, so far!

The other books in my sidebar are languishing but they're both excellent and I hope to get back to them soon. I need more hours in my day!

Crazy cat wahoos:

When I saw Isabel squeezing herself under the dresser, I grabbed my camera. I had no idea what drew her there, but I always try to capture the cat antics. So, I got a shot of her working her way into this 3" high opening. She has feather bones and is quite thin. There's no way Fiona could possibly do this.

It turned out Isabel had located a jingle ball. She batted it around beneath the dresser for a time and then grabbed it in her teeth and brought it out to play with. So cute!!

What wahooey things are happening in your world?

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Wahoo! Wednesday - With emphasis on a new classics series and purple!! I love purple!!

It's Wahoo! Wednesday!!!

I knew you'd be excited. I just knew it. That thing, above, is one of my purple iris buds, close up (and a little enhanced). Isn't it amazing? Definitely a wahoo. I'll share another purple flower picture with you at the end of this post, but first . . . my other wahoos!

1. These covers! I've meant to mention this new classics series for a while because I am totally besotted with the covers and therefore feel like wahooing about them:

Of all the new classics covers that have come out in recent years, none have captured my eye the way these have. They're so appealing, I'm even planning to reread Wuthering Heights -- and I'm one of those people who think Wuthering Heights is terribly unromantic. But, that cover makes me want to give it a second chance. I've been advised to think of it as "gothic", instead of "romantic". I think I'll start with Jane Eyre, though, because it's the title I remember the least. All I really remember is something about a woman in an attic and . . . um. Is there a fire? Well, that's all I can summon from the memory files. And, that's probably wrong.

Also, Jane Eyre is purple (which totally fits today's Wahoo! theme)!! Except, I've been fiddling with my photo and turned the cover a little rosy. That was fun. :)

Anyway, this particular classics line is by Splinter, an imprint of Sterling Books. I found them thanks to a tweet by a Sterling rep and I love, love, loved reading about how the artist created them:

Interview with artist Sara Singh

They have the nice, thick and glossy paper covers with a flap -- like Persephone Books, only shinier -- and high-quality paper. I just want to hug 'em. Seriously, which one first? That is the question. We'll see which one calls to me loudest.

2. Kiddo is home from his sophomore year of college! Wahoo! I am really going to miss him in the fall, when he heads to the University of Mississippi (which is a whole lot farther away) but I am thrilled to have him home and just going to enjoy his presence!!

3. It's raining. I love the sound of rain. On the way home from our celebratory "school's out" dinner (30 miles from home), we got to see a really pretty light show as the storm was moving in from the west, the direction we were headed. Such pretty lightning! And, it wasn't ground lightning, so it was lovely but not scary.

4. This conversation:

Me: I told Chris I was in a deep blue funk, last week, and I was thinking . . . wouldn't Deep Blue Funk be a great band name?

Huz: It probably already is a band name.

Me: Could you look it up on your little wireless smart thingy? [I was driving, at the time of this conversation]

Huz, whipping out mobile device: Click, click, click. Pause. Click, click. There's a book. There's a movie. There's a cocktail. Yep, there's a band in Ash Grove, Missouri. I don't think they're very well known.

Me: Wow, I love the name "Ash Grove".

Huz: It does have a nice ring to it.

5. Did I tell you about my new indoor wind chimes? I've already got outdoor wind chimes and was searching for something colorful to hang over my desk. Not only did I find something beautiful made of recycled bottle glass, but I also have the joy of occasionally getting to see the chimes whacked by my cat. I cannot tell you how delightful that is. I never know when she's going to hit them and don't have a photo of her doing so, but here are the chimes:

I'll continue to try to capture that moment when the little white paw smacks the bottle. It's such a hoot.

That's all for today, except for that last flash of purple:

What are you wahooing about, this week?

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Wahoo! Wednesday returns after lengthy absence, dogs go crazy

For those who are unfamiliar with Wahoo! Wednesday, it is a feature that I had going at my blog for several years. At some point, I found that I was mentioning really ridiculous things or repeating myself and decided to ditch this feature. Lately, I've been missing it. I may not wahoo absolutely every week, but I plan to try. It's good to reflect upon things worth shouting, "Wahoo!" about.

Things worth wahooing about in my household, this week:

1. Books! Wahoo! for books - Naturally, that had to come first. There have been some extremely exciting arrivals, lately. I've got one special set that I'll devote an entire post to, soon (4 books that go together -- the ultimate in cool; you'll love 'em) but for now I'll stick to those that have most recently walked in the door and begin with the most exciting:

Wahoo! Silver Sparrow by Tayari Jones has been on my wishlist for a while and it's been lurking in my mind, since I started thinking that I need to read more books by people from different countries and/or of different colors or ethnicities. It recently occurred to me that I seem to read an awful lot of books by white people. So, even though I have been excited about every other book that's walked in my door, lately, the unexpected copy of Silver Sparrow that arrived from Algonquin Books, yesterday, is the one that got the loudest squeal of delight! Thank you, Algonquin!!

Other arrivals:

All Woman and Springtime by Brandon W. Jones - from Algonquin (I'm currently reading this one)

An Uncommon Education by Elizabeth Percer - from Harper

The Uninvited Guests by Sadie Jones - from Harper

Lost on Planet China by J. Maarten Troost - from Paperback Swap

Secret Heroes by Paul Marten - from Harper

The Bond by Wayne Pacelle - from Wm Morrow

A Wedding in Haiti by Julia Alvarez - from Algonquin

The Cove by Ron Rash - from Ecco for TLC Tour

A Sense of Direction by Gideon Lewis-Kraus - from Riverhead Books

The Neruda Case by Roberto Ampuero - from Riverhead Books

Johnson's Life of London by Boris Johnson - from Riverhead Books

The Wild Trees by Richard Preston - from Paperback Swap

That's about 3 weeks' worth . . . just so you know I'm not in the midst of a huge requesting frenzy, here (although I look seriously guilty, don't I?) Oh, and Algonquin sent me a finished copy of The Coldest Night by Robert Olmstead, which is all kinds of awesome because I loved it and wanted a permanent copy. He's going to be at Lemuria Books in Jackson, tomorrow. I'm hoping I can go see him. I'm missing Ron Rash, tonight, because I can't get there in time. Actually, let me stop to take a shower, since I've typed a few sentences just after walking in the door from the gym . . .

I'm back! And, I smell good, so . . .

2. Wahoo! for running water and soap - I can never get too much of that clean and shiny sensation.

3. Wahoo! for Kiddo - After two years of waffling about what he wants to do for a living (while attending a nearby community college), he has finally chosen a major university to attend in the fall and has a plan!! Wahoo!

4. Wahoo! for cooler temps - And, on that note, I'm going to go do some planting.

I can think of plenty more things I could wahoo about if I didn't need to do my digging while it's cool, so I do believe I'll wahoo again, next Wednesday.

Happy Wednesday! What do you have to wahoo about, today?

Bookfool, about to dig in the dirt . . . very wahooey

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Wahoo! Wednesday - Sketchy family edition

None of them like having their photos slapped up on the internet, but these people (including the fur person at the bottom) are my wahoos. Even the guy who went to Australia without me. I love 'em. Photos were altered using a sketch feature available at PhotoFunia. Wahoo! for family!!

A Wednesday Wahoo! and a little tribute

This fellow is a Colorado hummingbird. Colorado is seriously overflowing with an unfair quantity of wahoos. Except, it's also a great place to get a nosebleed, so we'll forgive them for hogging the pretties.

Today was a day that I planned to pay tribute to my father but in the fashion of the studied airhead, I managed to set up a book tour and didn't bother to dig for a photo so the hummingbird and a slightly late tribute will have to suffice. Most of the photos are in my sister's house, anyway. It would have been a stretch. But, I have to make note of today, the 20th anniversary of my father's death. I had a super cool dad. My biggest fear, after his unexpected death, was that I'd forget him -- his face, his laugh, his effervescence. He was the most deliberately joyful person I've ever met.

I haven't forgotten a thing. And, I haven't stopped missing him. He and his father were avid amateur photographers and I know he would have loved that hummingbird photo. He would have loved my youngest son, whom he never met. Truly, he just loved everyone. When he died, my friends told me they adored him because he was so welcoming and they loved the way he banged in and out of the house, whistling.

I was cooling down after a run around the high school track in my hometown, just after my father died when a total stranger struck up a conversation with me. They're really friendly in my hometown. The man told me about a time he was late for lunch at Wendy's and his wife was stuck waiting because he had the money and she had none. My father observed her distress and offered to buy her lunch. She declined, but apparently Dad's spontaneous generosity deeply touched that man. That's the kind of guy my father was.

My dad was also an avid reader. He loved history and thrillers. We shared a love of Dave Barry. For some reason I'll never understand, my mother thought I was going to imitate my greedy uncle (who had stripped my grandmother's house of many of her valuables in the middle of the night, after her death) so she told me, "Don't take anything!" after the funeral. I stole my dad's copy of The Hunt for Red October because my soul was so wounded at his death that I had to take something home -- just some small token of the dad I loved. Everyone in the house has read it but me. Maybe it's just too precious; I don't know. I figured it was one low-value item my mother wouldn't miss and she didn't, although she recognized it when she came for a visit and saw it on my shelf. I told her it was his and she just nodded. By then, she was over the sharp pain of new widowhood.

He would have been 82 if he'd lived. My parents struggled to conceive, so my father was an "older" parent by Sixties standards. By today's standards, he'd probably have been considered reasonably young. He always looked 10 years younger than he was, so nobody knew the difference. We had a lot of doddering old relatives when I was young and I mistakenly assumed that my father would live to a ripe, old age. I was looking forward to watching him turn old and gray.

My dad loved to travel. He was a Navy corpsman during the final weeks of WWII in the Pacific and then was called up, again, during the Korean War. My parents met when he narrated a slide show of his war photos at church in Lincoln, Nebraska and she went up to ask him a few questions, after he finished. They were kind of goofy lovebirds till he died; they took long walks together and held hands. He would sneak up behind her in the kitchen and wrap his arms around her, which always made my mother jump. He left a horrible empty space in her life.

Estes Park, Colorado was his favorite place on the planet, so a Colorado hummingbird seems apropos for this tribute.

I miss you, Dad. You were my hero. You still are.

Love,
Nan

Wahoo! Wednesday - Snow Wahoos

I have a pounding migraine, today, so I figured this is a good time to do some wahooing -- something that doesn't require much brain power. Life is better when you wahoo. And, since we have to savor our snow experience, I'm making this a snow wahoo day. Apologies to those who are completely fed up with snow.

1. Wahoo! for funky snowpeople. This fellow hung loose on our street:

2. Wahoo! for awesomely huge trees (about 100 feet tall by our estimate) that didn't lose any limbs while I was standing directly under them to snap this photo. The tree at left lost a limb just seconds after I stepped back under the porch. I've never heard a noise quite like the whiny creaking sound of splitting wood before the limb crashed to the ground. Well, maybe I have but I don't recall.

3. Wahoo! for Poppets, who are immensely patient about being posed in the midst of cold, wet stuff. This Poppet is named Violet:

4. Wahoo! for advance preparation that paid off. I thought I didn't own any warm, waterproof boots but on the morning of our big snow, I spotted some Timberland boots that I'd purchased at a 70%-off winter shoe sale (I live for the end-of-season 70% sales), several years ago. They were way up in the top of the closet, still in the box and they kept my feet nice and warm all day. I do hope they get more than one day of use in my lifetime.

Wahoo! for the tall guy who pulled them down from the top shelf, also. You can see the ground was a slushy mess (but not slippery -- that's a wahoo!). In fact, I dropped poor Simone, my blue Poppet, and she landed face-down in the slush. In that admirable manner of Poppets everywhere, she didn't complain. Poppets are very well-mannered.

Happy Wednesday!

Wahoo! Wednesday

I haven't gotten out with the camera, yet (more storms) and I have a headache (ugh), so you get a Costa Rican hummingbird, which I do believe is worth wahooing about. Hope I haven't posted this one, before. I don't think I have, but I'm rather forgetful. I like the look of determination on the little guy. He knows what he's after and he's going to get it, by golly.

Today is the day of my drawing for The Imposter's Daughter. I'm going to shoot for 5pm, Central time. If I'm a little late, it will be unsurprising to some of you.

Also, I've finished Mr. Darcy, Vampyre and hope to review it by tonight. If not tonight, tomorrow will do. It just depends on this headache. I'm going back to bed. Wishing you many wahoos!

Wahoo! Wednesday: Christmas edition

Wahoo! for snowflakes, even if the best we can do is plastic. I love even fake snowflakes -- paper, crystal, plastic . . . you name it.

Wahoo! for funky camera effects! Here's a swipe past our Christmas tree:

Wahoo! for compromise! We now have a tree with a combination of little birds and candy canes (the red blurs).

Everyone's happy. I bought enough candy canes for the kiddo to set aside a little pile to eat, so he won't be stripping our tree, at least for a few days.

Wishing everyone a wahooey day and a charming Christmas season!

Pine-scented, peppermint-tolerant Bookfool

Wahoo! Wednesday - Where I Find Joy Edition

This may really end up the "terrible photo wahoo edition", but I was paging through my files, trying to figure out what to wahoo about and, at the same time, snuffling about Dewey . . . and I came across the photo at left. The lighting is lousy and the focus sucks, but that's not the point. The point is that it was a joyful moment.

My husband and I were out hawk-hunting, at the time. There's a red-shouldered hawk whose territory includes a small field about a half-mile from our house and hubby had spotted the hawk while he was out and about, then rushed home to fetch me (without breaking any traffic laws, of course). There are several goats and horses living in that field and as I moved closer to the hawk, snapping away, the farm animals spotted me and literally came running to greet me. Doesn't that goat look excited? That's a joyful goat, if you ask me.

Two horses stuck their heads over the fence and let me pet them (the goats couldn't quite reach) before deciding I had no apples or oats and, how strange, the human was making dismissive, back-pedaling gestures because of the husband-thing waiting in the car, so to heck with that. Anyway . . . Wahoo! for friendly animals! I get a tremendous amount of joy from the animals I photograph, in particular. And, my cat. I love my cat.

This one's going to be weird. Wahoo! for water! Seriously, I love water. I love soaking in a nice, hot bubble bath or a fizzy mineral bath . . . so I like smelly water. I love the patterns water makes; it's loads of fun to photograph. I love swimming in it and adore being clean -- which, of course, means soap is also on the joy list. And, darned if it isn't good for drinking, too, although I admit to being one of those people who guzzle bottled water. If you tasted our tap water, you'd understand.

Wahoo! for words! I know the rest of you are crazy about words, or you wouldn't be here. I actually used to sit and read the dictionary, as a child. Talk about a goofy kid. How many different ways do you think this piece of sign could be interpreted?

I was thinking it might be pretty funny on a t-shirt, but it's actually part of a pizza slogan plastered to the exterior wall of a convenience store.

I've been really tired, this week, so I'm going to keep this post short. Up next will be a review of Waiting for Daybreak.

Wahoo! Wednesday: The Autumn Edition

Before I completely forget, the latest edition of Estella's Revenge is available for your reading pleasure. Do check it out. A month without Estella is like an itch that can't be scratched. Go ahead, scratch away.

And, now (drumroll, please) . . . Wahoo! Wednesday: The Autumn Edition! (photos only)

Happy, happy Wednesday!

Bookfool, enjoying that nice fall air

Wahoo! Wednesday

Honestly, it's hard just to take the time to walk inside to do this because . . .

WAHOO!!!! It's 65 degrees outside!!!! I sat in the sun, reading, for an hour. The cat moseyed around, playing in the bushes and occasionally winding herself around the chair legs, beneath my feet. She rolled on the sidewalk and sniffed the grass. She slept in the shadow of one of the cars. We were feeling very full of wahoo. I have to go back outside. But, when I come in I'll start working on these two reviews:

Creepers by Joanne Dahme
Homeland Insecurity by Turchie & Puckett

Have a wahooey day!!

Wahoo! Wednesday

Today is Wahoo For Pink!, day. No words, just some favorite pink pics. I'm actually not a big fan of pink, but it's been jumping out at me, lately. Bermudaonion suggested that I've probably noticed my pink photos because it's Breast Cancer Awareness month. Makes sense to me, and it's certainly a great reason to feature pink.

Wahoo! Wednesday - Wahoo! for Cats Day

Today's Wahoo! Wednesday! Yes, a wee bit late in the day, but I have to tell you . . . you're going to laugh at this, but when I decided to make today Wahoo! for Cats Day, I had no earthly idea just how many cat photos I've taken. Wow, was it a chore wading through all those files! But, here you go. Because the book Dewey is showing up everywhere and I've had cats on the brain, some cats to wahoo about:

Wahoo! for cats who stick together like velcro:

Wahoo! for giant cats that sniff poppets and nearly frighten their hoods off:

Wahoo! for decorative window cats:

Wahoo! for friendly stray cats who must say "Hello!":

Wahoo! for dirty cats -- even if they're mine and all that dirt ends up on my carpet:

Wahoo! for the gorgeous, extremely friendly neighborhood cat that I'd really like to swipe:

Wahoo! for vampire kitties who look totally innocent until the leg gets too close to the teeth:

Wahoo! for the childhood kitty who made life so much more bearable and didn't throw up at the sight of that wild bedspread:

Wahoo! for fake cats upon whom you can rely for a consistent pose:

Wahoo! for the best cat, ever -- the little puppy cat that followed me around, napped with me, told me when the bathwater was too hot or too cold and let me carry her around like a baby. I'll never stop missing this one:

Happy Wednesday! Wishing you many furry wahoos, preferably the kind that don't bite.