Say Something
You can call this Crisis PR or simply using human decency. But, when something goes sideways with your life or business, it’s better to say something than let others speak for you.
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The Sounds of Sugar
Hello, my little catnip crunchers! Welcome once again to my paws for the claws in my never-ending quest to bridge the gap between lesser and greater beings. Greater being, of course, the fabulous felines of the world!
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Halloween, the Pandemic, and Kids
Out here in the wilds of Southwold, Halloween is like every other day. No matter how lit up or pumpkin-friendly we choose to make this house, no one’s going to allow their kids to trick or treat out here. Besides, every kid knows you go where there’s the most return (candy) for your effort and that’s in town.
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Meeting Bumpy
I’d heard my human beans talking about someone named Bumpy. “When should we introduce Miss Sugar to Bumpy?”, one of them asked the other. “They should meet soon”, said the other. Who is Bumpy, I wondered. How could he be living in our home without me picking up his scent? It’s not easy being the only four-legged creature around here!
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A Window on the World
Do you have suppressed wanderlust? I sure do. I’m itching to travel, even to just go on a road trip for a few days, something Derek and I love to do. But to paraphrase Bob Dylan, the times they have a-changed. It will be a good long while before that travel itch can get properly scratched.
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Guess What? (Chicken Butt!)
You probably still have turkey on your mind and possibly in your fridge. As for me, I’m so happy that things are back to normal around here. Today, I can return to my mission of helping you help me helping you to help me even more. And by me I mean “we”, the feline species. Let’s get to it!
…Home
When I went to my Mom’s condo in early August for a visit from far-away relatives, I didn’t know how long I would be there. I had packed a bag a few times before, believing I would “know” when it was time to stay, and I did. It was clear. But I didn’t try to imagine when I would return home, because going home meant my Mom would be gone, and I wanted to put that off for as long as possible.
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Mom Came Home – Miss Sugar Writes
I don’t know where to begin, dear reader. I suppose I should start with my absence from this space. When Mother left and did not return home for many weeks, she also did not capture my Tuesday musings for publication. My tender age notwithstanding, I’m decidedly old school when it comes to technology, preferring to pass her my thoughts orally, one mewl at a time.
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Mom. 1940-2020
Mom didn’t want me writing about the fact that she had cancer. “Wait ’til I’m gone”, she said.
…Give Me a Break
If you follow me on social media, you might be aware that this is a difficult time of my life.
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Come On Get Happy
I used to want to be famous. When I was a lot younger, I thought fame was a sure path to acceptance, adoration and financial freedom. I believed that fame washed away insecurities and flaws, leaving behind a shiny, beloved creature without a care in the world. I assumed it was how you got happy.
…Miss Sugar’s Mailbag 2
It seems that you, my little kibble crunchers, have more questions about the most fantastical and mysterious creature known to earth: the cat. A few friendly felines and their fur-families have sent me their queries, and I am honoured to be their source for pussformation. As I’ve done before, I will endeavour to answer these important inquiries to the best of my ability.
…Getting Over It
Over the years, I’ve received loads of emails and messages from people who were grateful that I taught them about sepsis. They’d never heard of it and now know it exists. Maybe that knowledge could save a life. So, why is it that I can recite by heart the one negative email I got?
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The Professional Difference
Dear reader, this kitty-cat would not be shocked if she were able to pick up the phones of her human beans! Someone always seems to be trying to capture the perfect portrait of yours truly. And then one day, someone finally did it.
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Touting Tiny Domiciles
One of my mother’s – and perhaps your mother’s – greatest fears is ending up in a long-term care home. As visitors, we see the activity board and assess the cleanliness of the place. As residents, it must feel like being warehoused.
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Miss Sugar’s Top Five Brushes
Next to the soothing touch of a human bean’s hand, a good fur brush is the most important implement in a well-groomed kitty’s toolkit.
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Chewing the Fat
I’ve battled my weight for most of my life. The gain-loss yo-yo has always been about 20 pounds, until I hit menopause. Hormone shifts alter where body fat will attach itself while also making it infinitely more difficult to lose weight. Cravings that surge like tidal waves can prompt you to put unhealthy food into your pie-hole. (Mmmm. Pie.) Couple that with the older woman’s “who gives a shit” attitude and it’s a recipe for weight gain.
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Miss Sugar’s Mailbag
Greetings my little feather grabbers! Today we’re diving into Miss Sugar’s mailbag. This is where I’ll answer some of your most pressing questions about yours truly and my super special species. Despite sharing space with humans for some 10,000 years, we maintain an air of mystery, an allure, a misunderstoodness, if you will. So I shall do my utmost to clear up any confusion. Let’s get to your queries, shall we?
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