Lately, I’ve been having a hard time getting some quality shut-eye. It might be related to the fact that I’m facing some pretty heady challenges both at work and in my personal life.
Most likely though, I can’t get any rest because my kittens are trying to kill me in my sleep.
Witness the horror that is […]

It's fun to confuse someone who has a head cold. You see, their brains just don't work right, being that they're filled with snot and such.
Angelface, sniffling, looked at our adopted kitty and asked, "Where did Bella come from?"
Matter-of-factly I replied, "Her mom."
Angelface, attempting to clarify said, "That's not what I mean. We know […]

Whilst cutting up a hormone-free, antibiotic-free, grass-fed piece of beauty beef, I was sure to save a strip for the kittinks.
(Don’t freak. It’s good for them. Acidic by nature, cats’ stomachs do better with raw meat than Meow Mix … Who knew, right? The Nutrition Nazi, that’s who! Mwa ha ha.)
But anyway, as I watched […]

Dear hannihaus readers, it is a momentous day indeed. Angelface is away working all weekend so I’ve chosen to participate in an activity that, along with referring to me as “Queen Mistress Supreme”, is on the list of things my husband refuses to do.
Yes dear hannihaus readers, for the next nine hours I will be […]

It’s 10:57 am on a Tuesday. Do you know where your mistress is?
I’ll give you a little hint. I’m not at work … and I’m sitting in my underwear.
No, I’m not playing hooky and I’ve not been fired for this blog and its irreverent postings about Jesus in his tightey whiteys. I’ve […]