Paul J Gies
@pauljgies.bsky.social
I was English, then I was Math, and now I am English again, but the cats persist
We managed to wait a whole month and a half after the loss of two of our three cats to go to the animal shelter and adopt again. Meet Lady Gizmo de Gadgette (pink, very soft, got in my lap immediately at the shelter) and Portia the Explortia (tiny, whiny and affectionate).
July 5, 2025 at 1:44 AM
We managed to wait a whole month and a half after the loss of two of our three cats to go to the animal shelter and adopt again. Meet Lady Gizmo de Gadgette (pink, very soft, got in my lap immediately at the shelter) and Portia the Explortia (tiny, whiny and affectionate).
It's Frank's third anniversary. He's planning on spending it like this.
June 5, 2025 at 5:04 PM
It's Frank's third anniversary. He's planning on spending it like this.
It's what this guy (Frank, on my school bag) gives me every day. I come home and he comes bounding into the kitchen for pets and praise.
June 1, 2025 at 10:57 PM
It's what this guy (Frank, on my school bag) gives me every day. I come home and he comes bounding into the kitchen for pets and praise.
It was hard, two weeks ago, when our cat Irene (left) died after a long slow decline. She was with us for almost 14 years, and she was probably at least 17.
It was devastating when, 2 days ago, Licorice Treat (right) died suddenly, amid some sort of seizure, completely out of the blue.
It was devastating when, 2 days ago, Licorice Treat (right) died suddenly, amid some sort of seizure, completely out of the blue.
May 20, 2025 at 2:14 PM
It was hard, two weeks ago, when our cat Irene (left) died after a long slow decline. She was with us for almost 14 years, and she was probably at least 17.
It was devastating when, 2 days ago, Licorice Treat (right) died suddenly, amid some sort of seizure, completely out of the blue.
It was devastating when, 2 days ago, Licorice Treat (right) died suddenly, amid some sort of seizure, completely out of the blue.
How do you sing a deeply emotional song written by and for someone with a strong 4-octave range, if you're me and your range is about 1/4 of an octave? Pretend you're one beer too drunk to care anymore.
May 16, 2025 at 5:29 PM
How do you sing a deeply emotional song written by and for someone with a strong 4-octave range, if you're me and your range is about 1/4 of an octave? Pretend you're one beer too drunk to care anymore.
It is with great sadness that I note the death of Irene, who sat purring on the desk while I worked or played or wrote for the past thirteen and a half years.
May 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
It is with great sadness that I note the death of Irene, who sat purring on the desk while I worked or played or wrote for the past thirteen and a half years.
Frank has an interesting relationship with my school bag--he lies on it to keep me from leaving for school, and when I get home, if he can, he lies on it to celebrate his victory.
April 19, 2025 at 3:15 PM
Frank has an interesting relationship with my school bag--he lies on it to keep me from leaving for school, and when I get home, if he can, he lies on it to celebrate his victory.
A day of cats in the sunny window.
April 15, 2025 at 1:12 AM
A day of cats in the sunny window.
If I sleep in, Frank comes and checks on me, and if possible, joins in.
April 6, 2025 at 3:06 PM
If I sleep in, Frank comes and checks on me, and if possible, joins in.
Living with Frank means rarely having to go to the bathroom by myself.
April 3, 2025 at 7:54 PM
Living with Frank means rarely having to go to the bathroom by myself.
Put some headphones on and listen to this sweet thing. You'll be glad you have ears.
March 19, 2025 at 2:55 PM
Put some headphones on and listen to this sweet thing. You'll be glad you have ears.
Frank in the morning.
March 16, 2025 at 2:43 PM
Frank in the morning.
I was today years old when I realized that Caspar Gutman was the original of Jabba the Hutt.
March 7, 2025 at 11:57 PM
I was today years old when I realized that Caspar Gutman was the original of Jabba the Hutt.