Little Troublemaker

Marie is the sweetest cat I have ever known. However, that doesn’t mean she never gets into trouble.


One of her favorite things to play with is cords. Television cords, computer cords, headphone cords, etc. Luckily, she is fairly easy to distract, so this isn’t too much of an issue. That being said, some days I strongly consider just getting rid of all of them. But that’ll never happen unless I can convince my mom of all the reasons we don’t need a TV.

Her newest hobby is stealing socks. While I wish she didn’t, I’d much rather her steal socks than possibly chew on a currently plugged-in cord. At least socks can’t electrocute her. Though truthfully, I may not be as okay with this if she went after my socks as much as my mom’s.

Marie likes to “help” with everything. I put quotation marks around the word ‘help’ because her “help” isn’t exactly helpful. In fact, it tends to add difficulty to simple tasks. I mean, I glad she likes my knitting needles, but it’d be a lot easier to knit if she wasn’t trying to chew on them as I did so.

Sometimes her mood can take a 180 degree turn. One minute, she’s laying on the back of the sofa, perfectly calm. The next, she’s sprinting halfway across the house, pouncing on everything in sight. It’s kind of peculiar since she use to always be so calm as a kitten. But still, at the end of the day, she really is a great cat.



When I first started this blog, I planned on mainly talking about designing patterns. However, since none of them have sold, I feel a bit discouraged and honestly don’t feel like talking about it. I mean, it’s not like there’s much to talk about anyway. I just have to be patient and keep on trying. I’ll admit there is times that I seriously contemplate on just giving up, but the idea always saddens me.

Growing up, I’ve never had a strong drive to do one particular thing. I just always figured that if I couldn’t think of anything else, I’d become an engineer like my father. As time went on though, sitting in an office all day started sounding less and less appealing. I don’t feel like it’d something I’d enjoy. I’m sure I could learn to tolerate it, but I would like to find a job that I actually enjoy instead of one I just “tolerate.”

A job within the makeup industry is also something I have considered. I don’t feel like I’m the most skillful when it comes to makeup, but I have learned a lot in the last few months. Though my looks mainly consist of dark brown smokey-eyes, I have been trying to broaden my horizons a little bit. I recently tried a look using green eyeshadow and I will never make that mistake again. I’m sure some people can pull it off, but I am just not one of them.

Settled In

It has been a little over a week and Marie has fully settled in. I feel like she’s already a little bigger as well.Like most kittens, Marie is very playful. She is also very fast. I always have to watch my feet just in case she decides to suddenly run in front of me. Despite that, I think it’s cute.

I think I’ve said this before, but Marie has a very great personality. Pamela even said that she has the same personality as Buddy. You may have never heard of him, but his mother posts pictures of him on instagram if you’re curious. You can find him by searching ‘buddydaboy’ or by going to and clicking ‘new families’ at the top.

We’re still not giving Marie free reign to the house unsupervised. The house is, for the most part, kitty-proofed but there is still things she could get herself into. So, even if she’s a little disappointed sometimes, it’s for her own good. Besides, she tends to sleep at night anyway.

Marie’s Arrival 

Meet Marie,​ the most adorable kitten I’ve ever seen.This will be a short post. I’m tired from traveling in the car all day, plus I need to keep Marie company. She is very gentle and very sweet. I feel very fortunate to have her. Wow, I just used the word ‘very’ three times. This will be a great post. (I’m being sarcastic.)

Little Marie is still rather shy, but that’s to be expected. She is just a kitten and moving to a new home requires a lot of adjustment. Not to mention, being around new people is also a stressor. I can tell that she’s starting bond with me already, though.

The Story of Midnite

My mom has had several cats over the years. Sadly, the majority of them would end up disappearing due to them being “outdoor only” cats; But there was one who didn’t. Her name was Midnite.

They crossed paths one day when my mom was going to school. A boy was a going to give Midnite to another classmate, however, the classmate changed their mind. So the boy decided, being the absolute jerk that he was, to throw her over a nearby fence instead! I’ll never understand how someone could be so mean. Fortunately, having seen what he was about to do, my mom stepped in and said she would adopt the kitten. 

Midnite grew up to be a scrawny little cat. Although, she was small, she was also very intelligent and every cat around learned not to mess with her. Being completely covered in black fur, you’d probably be anxious if you believed in old wives’ tales. I don’t  know what her eye color was, but I like to imagine that they were a vibrant green.

She wasn’t very fond of company and appreciated her alone time. Mom attempted to keep her indoors from time to time, but Midnite would always bolt out the door eventually. When she set her mind to something, you couldn’t stop her. Midnite would always leave “gifts” ouside of the front door. Gifts in the form of dead rodents. That must have been so sad and so, so gross.

Midnite passed away when I was still very young, so I honestly can’t remember her. But I know I’ll never forget the stories about the adventures my mom and her shared.

I feel stupid. As I was writing this, I accidentally clicked ‘post’ instead of ‘preview.’ For those who are following me, I’m sorry.

​Music by Kevin MacLeod.  Art by me.

Practice Makes Improvement 

I noticed something about myself. I tend to spend more time thinking about what I should be doing instead of actually doing something. Well, starting today, I’m going to turn over a new leaf. I’ve been wanting to work on my drawing skills for a long time now, and believe me, they need it. 

I found this book at Hobby Lobby and decided to check it out. It’s called “Draw 50 Trees, Flowers, and Other Plants” written by Lee J. Ames and P. Lee Ames. The book has step-by-step illustrations, which is great for beginners like me. If you’re interested in learning how to draw, I’d really recommend checking out some of their books. They’re available digitally as well. 

I feel a little embarrassed about showing you my…..not so great art. But I also wanted you to see where I’m at, so you can get an idea of how much I need to improve. Now that I think about it, maybe “need” isn’t the correct word to use considering I don’t plan on ever pursuing it as a career. Drawing will probably always just be a hobby of mine. 

Sometimes I wonder if I should spend my time doing more productive things instead of art. And while that might be true, I can’t see myself not doing anything artistic. I’ll admit that I’m not the most creative person. Gosh, sometimes it feels like I have zero creativity. However, that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy drawing, knitting, or crocheting whenever I do. I guess even if something is “just a hobby” it doesn’t mean it’s not productive. Though, I suppose that depends on what it is.

Is there anything that you’ve been trying to improve at?

Two is a Company, Right?

Life is usually fairly predictable. However, I did not see this coming.

We’re getting another cat. I know, I know we just got Berlioz. But just look at that face! She’s so adorable. Her name is going to be Marie and she has the same parents as Berlioz. We should get her about the end of June. I hope they get along well.

I will admit that it feels a bit soon. My mom and I didn’t even know if we wanted another cat. But we were curious and decided to see if Muse Cats had a new litter or not. They did, obviously, and we saw Marie. 

I honestly feel like Berlioz would like the company. Sure, he has my mom and I, but it’s not the same. No matter how much we play with him, we can’t replace another cat. I believe some cats like being an only pet, but I just don’t think Berlioz does. Lately, it seems like he gets bored fairly easily. Though, that could be because his toys aren’t nearly as exciting anymore, I wonder if it has to do with the lack of other animals around.