If you have stepped into the porch of an uncomforting ghoul…

If you have stepped into the ┬áporch of an uncomforting ghoul Which has dark and dire misfortunes planned to crush you under Then look for the smallest four legged guest to bring home and To share your roof with you and along with this safe company Bring home the silence of the sun itself dipped in its mellow   paint box  of glittering yellow to colour up your house with a blanket from peace to snuggle under with a book or a prayer that sings you to some safe haven of possibilities galore for you to choose and consider which one … Continue reading If you have stepped into the porch of an uncomforting ghoul…

Cat-gardening Chronicles: Flea Spray for cats & Dogs!

h1 class=”has-text-align-left”>I am still planning whether to be a cat-gardener, or a poet. Or maybe start a stall selling catnip! Right now I want to tell you all about how to make a flea spray for your dog or cat! If it works you can let me know and say thank you by sending me a large box of catnip! This flea spray can be used for dogs and cats. You can spray it on their bedding too. It smells good, too which makes it easier to get them used to it. You will need: 1 cup water. 4-6 drops … Continue reading Cat-gardening Chronicles: Flea Spray for cats & Dogs!

That message from Purring Magic & the Sony Camera!

Grief had sewn up that distant day in tight, hard, knotted stitches with not a single hole to allow hope or faith to step in. It was filled up with The Game of Thrones, cleaning up the cat litters, feeding them, then napping with one of them under the eiderdown, her four paws sticking out like  some kind of message from resilience? Then in the evening when worry was beginning boil over, a walk came to mind. The heart was sore with grief and anger at a relative who had robbed me blind, cheated me, shamed me and left me … Continue reading That message from Purring Magic & the Sony Camera!

Hope followed me home in a Ginger and white dress!

Hope followed me today inside that very blackened corridor of gruesome human malice that has strangled me in its tight cord of dread and distress and brought me home safely with simple pot luck recipes to just survive: visited the small lane so close by, quickly walking past the chicken in cages waiting sadly to be killed, and carried a take out box filled with milk and crushed bread. In the darkening night, it was seven thirty, I went timidly up the steps of that huge, glum, old and shabby building where two men have been rude to me, trying … Continue reading Hope followed me home in a Ginger and white dress!