Carrie PatricolaSelfishly Buying Flowers For BettyI walked to Rite-Aid to pick up a prescription refill.May 23May 23
Carrie PatricolaThe Outside CatsAs a child, I was not prepared for grief. Most of us are not.Mar 19Mar 19
Carrie PatricolaThe Correct GoodbyeI look at Rocky, as he sits on my feet while I am on the toilet, and I know he is going to leave me.Sep 6, 2023Sep 6, 2023
Carrie PatricolaLiving ExplosivelyHe’s a fussy, picky eater. When the delicious gooshy bits come out morning and evening, 8AM and 8PM, he wants it, cued by his big, eager…Aug 16, 2023Aug 16, 2023
Carrie PatricolaA Harsh TruthIf there is anything that most folks can agree on — even folks who disagree on almost anything else — it’s that kittens are CUTE.Jul 20, 2023Jul 20, 2023
Carrie PatricolaFor Sarah: The MotherThe mother pauses a moment take a photo: it is a young black alpaca, nose pointed at the camera, and the mother says — you squirt them…Jul 17, 2023Jul 17, 2023
Carrie PatricolaThe Wails of Auto-Immune DisordersJust imagine, for a moment: someone is calling your name.Jun 26, 20231Jun 26, 20231
Carrie PatricolaThe Communal KeyboardThe keyboard has more bacteria on it than a toilet seat.Jun 23, 20231Jun 23, 20231
Carrie PatricolaWhen it is time for a cat to receive relief: Yelling with Every Decibel.What do you do with a cat that you know is destined to die?Jun 23, 2023Jun 23, 2023
