“It’s time to leave the city.” I never thought I would write or say these words, but here they are. We’re headed East, into the Deep Piney Woods of East Texas. As I’ve always said, “I’m from the Upper East Side. Oh, no silly—not New York, Texas!“
Last year we bought acres to build on, but with the supply chain in a mess, we were advised to wait to build, so we bought an existing home about a mile away in the same area. We will revisit building when things settle down.
The city has become too chaotic, busy, dense.
I worked with a Huna Shaman at the beginning of this century. In an interesting twist she told me in 2002, “A time will come when you will leave the city. It will become too dark. Your light cannot live in darkness. My advice, when that time arrives, is to not live directly on an ocean, but do live in nature with a close body of water.” And the time is here!
When we build, we will name the home, Murder Mittens Ridge.
Murder Mittens is cat-speak for cats with claws. Their paws are called Murder Mittens.
We live with six cats. So, for now, this home will be Murder Mittens Cottage.
A Photo Collage of the House and Yard
A Christmas Story on The Literary Catcast Podcast
This is the first chapter reading of Cleveland Amory’s 1977 rescue of a stray cat from a NYC alley on Christmas Eve. It’s from his famous book, The Cat Who Came for Christmas. If you don’t have time to listen to the whole chapter, at least listen to the opening introduction about Cleveland and how his ashes were distributed.
The link above is to Amazon. There are several versions of this book, so shop around.
For more stories visit your favorite podcast platform, or the homepage of The Literary Catcast. The Literary Catcast Podcast is dedicated to the preservation of vintage books and writings with cats as main characters, bringing their awareness into the modern form of a podcast.
Phebe ,
Sooo great .
Let me know if you are ready for raccoon baby rescue and release training .
🎄
Stephannie Mower
Always…always…always. ~P
💕So happy for you Phebe & Mac & your 6 kittens! We understand the pull definitely..We love where you’ve landed.
🙏 Aurin & I got flooded out of our townhome on Routh St. in February,
& so we’ve been living ever since on McKinney Ave. in the Sawyer Flats, kitty korner from West Village.
🌷We’ll probably get home to a brand new townhome in February! All in divine order. Happy Winter Solstice guys!
🧚♀️ We are proud of you, that you followed your hearts. It’s time for all of us now, to do the same, to create the world we want to live in.👍🎄💜🎄💜🤩💕🙏🥰🌈🦋🌷🧚♀️ Ta Ta 4 now😅
Oh dear, Peter,
I hope everything works out. It is time to follow our hearts. The city has come to mean nothing to us.
Love, Love, ~P
I know you love east texas! Merry Christmas to you and mac!
What a journey. So thankful to have you and Mac close by. You and your murder mitten babies will thrive in your new environment.
Hi Laurie,
I know we will thrive…and so looking forward to new adventures.
Love, love, ~P
Glad to be able to keep up with you. ~Sharon Broaddus
Hi Sharon,
I feel like we know each other…almost pen pals. We certainly have come to know each other’s pets.
Love, love, to you and George. ~Phebe
What a delight you truly are Phebe❤️
Oh Linda Kay,
Thank you so much. You have shared many opportunities with me. I love you and appreciate you.
With friendship,
Phebe
Hi Phoebe! Your name came up Easter Morning. My cousin in CT. Sent me a picture of a bunny you created and signed in 1990 at a show. I gifted it to her son when it was a little boy. She is a designer so he was properly displayed for Easter! Her husband sent the picture to the grown son in Miami Easter morning and he exclaimed “My Bunny”! My cousin the designer loves bunnies and has a very whimsical side. She had a childrens pajama line called Skivvydoodles for years. I will follow you on Twitter and Instagram. Thanks for all the wonderful creations! Kathy Ethridge.
Hi Kathy,
Wow…your message makes my Easter! Thank you so much for reaching out. I love the special connections my business created.
With friendship,
Phebe