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It's been said that people that hate cats will come back as mice in their next life.
Leading from the Brink
On an early November evening, the weather had begun its shift to the wrong side of the thermometer. Our prior attempts to hire for this position had come up short. We had been through dozens of applications, toured multiple facilities and been outbid by a couple of other employers where we felt we had found our dream candidate. Our search committee had grown weary, like we had been looking at the same type of candidates, with the same type of experience, and the same background. We were about to put our search on hold when our HR Manager stumbled upon a pair of dark horse candidates.
By JJ Sandler4 years ago in Petlife
The Magnificence of the Evil Duchess
I don't know how the rest of you get your pets, but they have always just sort of 'happened' for me. A cat will wander into my house and suddenly I have a cat named Koby. I see a dog hurt on the side of the road and next thing I know Indiana Jane (who turned out to be a wolf) is following me around the house. I hear a cat screaming while being thrown around by some kids and before I know it I have a screaming cat in my car. I see Guinea Pigs being abused in a classroom and I am suddenly the proud owner of Brave Sir Robin and Pfeffernusse.
By Guenneth Speldrong4 years ago in Petlife
Healing with Willow
Healing with Willow As our cats become elderly, they gravitate closer to me. Our sweet, sixteen-year-old cat, Willow has become not only my work buddy, but one of my healers. I think it must be my witchy energy that has drawn the elderly felines to my side. They sense that I have the power to navigate the darkness in a way that not everyone does. That, when it is their time, I can help them embrace that darkness. Much like when my mom was dying, it feels as though I am a midwife—only instead of helping a soul be born into the world, I am helping a soul transition out of it. Luckily, unlike with my mom, I have had the honor of seeing Willow age slowly. Those who have lost any loved one young or prematurely knows what a gift that is.
By Tracey Love4 years ago in Petlife
My Assistants
Every time I sit at my desk to write, I always was joined by my cat Suze. She tried to get my attention by pawing at my hand to pet her or stepping on my keyboard most of the time. As distracting as she could be, she amused me, and I was grateful for our routine.
By Julianna Porche 4 years ago in Petlife
A Feral Friendship. Third Place in EmPAWyee of the Month Challenge. Top Story - September 2021.
Years ago, if anyone was to tell me I’d grow up to be a crazy cat lady, I would have laughed in their face. My family is a dog family. Plain and simple. Sure, as a kid I would always go out of my way to capture neighborhood strays and try to convince my Dad to let me keep them, but the answer was always a firm “no.”
By Alethea Cho4 years ago in Petlife
Tsuki: The Precious Kitten Full of Love and Healing
Little Tsukihime, Tsuki for short (‘tsuki’ being ‘moon’ and ‘hime’ being ‘princess’), may be small, but she is mighty. A whole lot of love and healing came our way at the end of this summer in the form of one tiny, adorable kitten. Our previous kitty companion of 13 years suddenly grew gravely ill and passed at the beginning of June. It hit hard. It was completely unexpected. A void was left in our home, and nothing was the same. We would anticipate seeing our former fluffy cat waiting for us at the window like always or greet us in the morning for cuddles and food, but she was no longer here to do so. As anyone who has lost their furry companion can tell you, it hurts, and no words can adequately describe the sense of loss. Needless to say, it wasn’t a particularly fun summer. Tsuki wouldn’t stand for that, however; she found it unacceptable.
By Jessica C.4 years ago in Petlife
The Marauder’s Keyboard
Look at this distinguished gentleman, lounging about on an upturned mattress like he owns the universe with a benevolence never before known to man. His paws gently curled underneath him, tail curled around in a classic loaf pose, his eyes are soft, and he’s purring up a storm.
By Owen Bentley4 years ago in Petlife











