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Pfluffy, PhD
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Post hole Digger. Pot hole Dodger.

I'm tired.
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Shirley and I were sent flowers today. We love them!
Floral arrangement of roses and lilies in pink, purple, yellow, white, and green on a turquoise colored bench. Black cat, Shirley, inspecting a colorful floral arrangement in a clear vase next to a dirty kitchen sink.
February 13, 2026 at 7:14 PM
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My seeds are ready for Spring. My soil still needs work. My back is still undecided. I'm in zone 9, so it's gonna be a minute.
Seed packets for carrots, green beans, corn, cantaloupe, sunflowers, and marigolds are lined up, waiting for planting.
February 13, 2026 at 3:37 AM
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I channel my anxiety by baking for friends and neighbors. Bread pudding baking at 4:00 am is... a choice.
Bread pudding right out of the oven. The bread is golden brown and crying out for a great whisky sauce on top. Bread pudding baking on a rack in the oven. The milk/sugar/egg/butter mixture is being slowly absorbed by the lightly toasted bread pieces in a glass baking dish. The raw bread pudding before baking. It looks drier than usual. The custard part hasn't been fully absorbed yet. Smears of butter are visible on top of torn, lightly toasted, white bread.
January 24, 2026 at 10:50 AM
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I bought new catnip for Shirley and put it inside his kitty condo. Here he is enjoying the experience.
Black cat, Shirley, upside down on his cat tree with a blue pool noodle underneath his head. He is having a catnip experience. Upside down Shirley on his cat tree with his pool noodle under his head. He likes to claw at the pool noodle. It helps exercise his claws. The catnip is intense for poor Shirley. He is upside down with his tongue sticking out. Black cat, Shirley, calming down a little, enjoying catnip inside his gray kitty condo.
January 18, 2026 at 2:58 PM
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More dinner guests arrived after Shirley was safely inside.
A raccoon and opossum enjoy cat kibble on the back porch. The raccoon has discovered the cat tree, while the opossum searches for food near an alert sensor that lets me know when visitors arrive at the back door. A raccoon and opossum search for cat food near a cat tree and fresh bowl of water. The raccoon climbed the cat tree to enjoy a snack. A raccoon looks directly at the camera. The photo was taken from inside through a window screen. We try to keep a reasonable distance to not frighten the wildlife. They have enough to deal with.
January 8, 2026 at 5:45 AM
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Shirley slipped out and was stalking 2 opossums. He is so hard to find in the darkness. I think it's because he's so unwilling. Thank goodness for Temptations treats!
Opossum perched on a limb of a young live oak tree. A flashlight captures the frightened creature trying to hide from a black cat, Shirley. I used Temptations treats to distract him long enough to catch him to bring him inside. I had to hunt Shirley down tonight. He slipped out after dinner. Turns out that he was stalking 2 opossums. He even climbed a tree to get to one! He quickly saw that the opossum was bigger than he was and climbed down pretty fast. But he was still talking smack when I had to carry him inside.
January 8, 2026 at 2:28 AM
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Saturday night dinner guest.
Black cat, Shirley, looks on from inside the house to watch an opossum eat cat food from atop his cat tree outside. Shirley does not appear to be impressed by the dinner guest.
January 4, 2026 at 7:27 AM
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I've been leaving a little kibble along with fresh water and shelter for a feral cat that visits periodically. The opossum took full advantage of the hospitality. It's okay. We all get hungry.
A young opossum perches atop a cat tree with kibble on top. The opossum is eating the cat kibble.
December 29, 2025 at 8:03 AM
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I can't possibly eat or give away all 9 million Christmas cookies I baked this week. I decided to share a few with Tank, a local opossum.
An opossum munching on a Christmas cookie. A small cookie is in the foreground with another small cookie and a bowl of fresh water in the background. Tank, the local opossum, is seen here, in front of a bowl of fresh water, enjoying a Christmas cookie as he makes his nightly visit to my back porch.
December 24, 2025 at 5:30 AM
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Pecan pie needs to chill before cutting. I don't buy gifts. I bake them.
Freshly baked pecan pie. I used dark corn syrup for a deeper flavor. Still, maybe it spent a little too long in the oven. It's not burned, so it will still be tasty!
December 23, 2025 at 9:53 PM
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A Christmas story.
Once upon a time (back in the early '50's), a hard working man who had been extra busy with a second job to pay for Christmas was trying to unwind with a Scotch on the rocks while the extended family, including all the neices, nephews, and cousins gathered with excitement talking loudly about when Santa would come and who would be getting what. Scotch did not prove to be the magic elixir to calm the hard working man. He would harvest sweet potatoes during the day, and work at the gas/service station in the late afternoon. He did this for weeks and was bone tired. The children's chatter began to get more boisterous, loud, and irritating. The hard working Dad finally had just enough rowdiness from the kids and shouted like a mad man, "The next time I hear ANYBODY get loud and talk about Santa, I'm going to get my gun and shoot Santa and his reindeer clean out of the sky!" Naturally, the kids thought he was serious. He didn't yell much, but when he did, younguns were usually in BIG trouble. But the night was still full of excitement, and the kids forgot to keep it down. Hard workin' Dad simply had enough. He sprung from his chair, grabbed his double barrel shotgun, fired a few shots in the air, and thought, hey, those kids will be quiet now! The kids heard the loud shots and were convinced that hard working Dad had indeed killed Santa and Rudolph the red nosed reindeer. There was not a dry eye among the children, and each screamed in horror and grief -- for HOURS! And this, dear readers, is the last time my Aunt Beryl's parents hosted or were invited to any Christmas parties. No one wants to celebrate Christmas with a Santa and reindeer murderer.
December 22, 2025 at 6:15 AM
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I baked an apple pie for a family gathering tomorrow.

I ALMOST used cayenne pepper instead of cinnamon. I'm glad to catch the error in time. Can you imagine?
Apple pie inside the oven as the timer went off. There is no top crust, and the apples are golden brown. Golden brown apple pie fresh from the oven. It smells heavenly!
December 21, 2025 at 3:27 AM
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I baked a lot of cookies! The less than perfect ones went outside where opossums and a gray fox enjoyed them.
Cookies waiting to be baked on parchment paper on a baking sheet. Golden brown cookies on parchment paper on a baking sheet directly out of the oven.
December 21, 2025 at 3:23 AM
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I'm gonna try to bake Christmas cookies all on my own today. No Worcestershire sauce (it looked like vanilla!) in sight!
The new mixer made this effort possible.
Ball of cookie dough on top of a marble slab. The dough is ready to be rolled and cut into cookie shapes.
December 20, 2025 at 8:08 PM
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I told a friend that our mixer caught fire and died while making Christmas cookies. They sent a new mixer by surprise! Nice mixer. Great friend! I'm beyond blessed!
New, red Kitchen-Aid stand mixer sits on top of a kitchen counter, ready to make more Christmas cookies. It arrived without warning today. Can't wait to use it! Black cat, Shirley, enjoys the box that the mixer came in.
December 19, 2025 at 7:48 PM
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Christmas cookies! A look back to a previous Christmas cookie decoration extravaganza! These are sugar cookies.
Gingerbread man cookie cutter was used to make the reindeer and badly dressed "dads." A circle shaped cookie is decorated like a pizza. Why be dressed like a gingerbread man when you can be dressed like a man with a certain kind of style? Boy shaped cookie with brown pants, black shoes, sunglasses, and blue and mauve shirt. (My dad dressed this way). 2 cookies of the same shape. A reindeer head and boy shaped cookie.The boy shaped cookie is wearing black framed, thick glasses, a purple and yellow polka dot muscle shirt, bright pink pants and black shoes. Cookie decorated as a pizza. Pizza is imagined with red hots as pepperoni, with mauve pizza sauce, gold cheese, and black olives. This cookie was delicious!
December 12, 2025 at 5:03 PM
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Gearing up for a Christmas cookie baking party. This is Mom's recipe from her party book. I think it's from around 1971. Delicious cookies. Fun to bake. Great to decorate.
Cover of decades old recipe book from which my mom got her cookie recipe. Gingerbread cookie recipe from over 50 years ago. It's been a holiday tradition almost all of my life.
December 12, 2025 at 12:23 AM
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Shirley is keeping me company while ai try to figure out where to go from here.
Black cat, Shirley, trying to find a comfortable position on the swing on a mild, sunny afternoon.
December 11, 2025 at 8:56 PM
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My gramma was famous for her gumbo. My aunt wrote down her recipe as Gram told her. They have both passed, so I can't get clarification. But it tasted like magic and felt like love.
General, vague and disappointing recipe for such heavenly gumbo. Gram and my aunt shared a short hand of communication, as shown here. I need instructions! Directions! Measurements! Temperatures! Times! All the things! This is just an empty promise. Madonna, spoofing Vogue as Vague. I feel this recipe as written is a betrayal of all things sacred.
December 11, 2025 at 5:38 AM
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Tuesday night saw 4 opossums, 3 raccoons, 1 cat, and 1 fox at my back porch. I was able to get photos of some of the animals. This place rocks at night.
Opossum eating cat kibble on my back porch View from my window. Gray fox behind a cream colored cat tree. The gray fox was super skittish, and it was hard to get a photo of it. The fox was inspecting cat kibble on my back porch. Feral black cat coming to inspect the kibble on the back porch. It isn't Shirley. They could be twins. Raccoon helping himself to the cat kibble on the back porch.
December 10, 2025 at 11:56 AM
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The pie is out and smells amazing! I'm going to let it cool and put it in the freezer until I need it for the gathering.
Baked apple pie with shredded apples sans the top crust.
December 6, 2025 at 6:36 AM
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I couldn't sleep, so I decided to make an apple pie at midnight. This will be my holiday contribution to the family gathering.
Apple pie under construction. Shredded Granny Smith apples swimming in sugar, milk, eggs, cinnamon and nutmeg drizzled with butter. Apple pie baking in the oven.
December 6, 2025 at 6:17 AM
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When my semi-feral cat, Shirley, can't cuddle, I have options! This opossum visits my back porch nightly. It is eating off brand cat treats that Shirley refuses to touch.
Opossum eating cat treats on pavement at my back door. The opossum must be hungry to be eating off brand cat treats. A bowl of fresh water is off camera. The fresh water is always available.
November 30, 2025 at 4:35 AM
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Making sweet potato casserole for Thanksgiving this week. It will be briefly frozen for travel.
2 pans of sweet potato casserole with a crunchy praline topping ready for the oven. Crunchy pecan praline topping ready to top the pans of sweet potato casserole. The topping is made of melted butter, brown sugar, flour, and pecans. Mashed sweet potatoes with butter. Ready to have eggs, brown sugar, milk, and vanilla mixed in and praline topping added. It looked like an enormous amount of sweet potatoes boiling. I don't even like sweet potatoes.
November 25, 2025 at 11:05 PM
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I bought a new vacuum for my b-day. I hate it. I describe it as maliciously compliant. I'm gonna return it. Maybe get a b-day mop instead. Life in the fast lane.
Old Shark vacuum on left. Not perfect, but good cleaner and easy to use. New Shark on right. Like pushing a broken down Buick all over the house. Awful! I hate it. I'm so sad that I hate the vacuum.
November 22, 2025 at 11:09 PM