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My Mistake

Happy Labor Day to everybody in the U.S. I hope you are not laboring today.

I was laboring yesterday morning trying to get a post out about Chris’s vet visit and I sent it out into the world with so many mistakes that it was practically unreadable. Sorry about that.

cat and upside down keyboard

I don’t like making excuses so we will call this a “reason” instead. Chris was on my lap and I couldn’t type. Not wanting to kick him off, I used my microphone and spoke what I wanted to say instead. Of course, that method always leads to plenty of mistakes that need to be corrected later.

What’s worse, I can’t touch type and I often type entire sentences, only to find out later that several words are missing letters. I’m not sure how that happens but it is common. I replaced my keyboard thinking that was the problem but it’s me. Even the previous sentence was missing three letters and this one was missing one letter and a space.

I was on a deadline yesterday morning because we had to leave for church soon and I wasn’t ready. I wanted to finish before we left but my wife kept calling me, telling me to get ready. I did a quick read through and thought it was okay but I must have missed whole sections because what I saw after I got home was pretty embarrassing. In retrospect, I didn’t need to publish it right away. I should have waited until I had time to properly look it over first.

Has anybody else ever published something that they were embarrassed about? Please, tell me I am not alone.

Fifth Blogiversary

Today marks five years since I started writing this blog. Time sure does fly when you are having fun. When I started I read that most blogs don’t last a year so I guess I am doing good.

When I look back, some things amaze me, like the fact that I wrote 693 blog posts. I know some of you are far ahead of me but for me, that’s an accomplishment.

I also have over 1700 pictures in my media library. Virtually all of them have been posted on this blog. You can almost say this is a photo blog with some words in it.

My most viewed post ever is “Are Ginger Cats Friendlier,” which doesn’t definitively answer the question but does show how many people are asking it. I will have to do me research on the subject.

My personal favorite post, it think, is “The Great Escape.”  It was one of my first posts and it really showed a bit of Chris’s personality during those early days.

My favorite picture is a tough choice.

Maybe it’s Tigger washing young Chris.

ginger cats, Chris and Tigger

Maybe it’s Daredevil Chris

Bad Cat Chris on railing

Maybe it’s Chris sleeping on Tigger.

Maybe it’s baby Chris.

Maybe it’s not Chris at all, Maybe it’s Frankie . . .

Our cat Frankie under the dressor

. . . or Floki . . .

. . .  or Puck.

Do you have a favorite?

What I really enjoy about blogging is the wonderful people that I have met, or at least virtually met. There are over 10,000 comments on my blog and then there are everybody else’s blogs too. It’s hard not to feel like I am surrounded by friends. Hopefully, before another five years passes, I will be able to meet some of you in person.

Until that time, Happy Blogging.







Photo Friday: My Blogging Assistant

Working on a blog post can be quite a daunting task. It is not coming up with Ideas or finding the right words that are the biggest problem. The hardest part is seeing the screen or typing when a 12 pound cat is standing in front of you or lying across one arm and part of the keyboard. I’m sure many of you reading this can relate.

Bad Cat Chris and Chuck

Notice the keyboard is pushed away because Chris was either stepping on it or lying on it.

Even writing this post has been a chore. My little assistant has done everything but actually help. He started by lying on my right arm, forcing me to push the keyboard away and type left-handed. I then moved him to my lap, which sometimes works but this time he jumped down and started biting my legs. He then got up and decided to help me type. He is now back on my lap allowing me to finish this post.

As soon as I finished that last sentence he got up to stare down Frankie. He must have noticed I was done.