Wags to Riches

Last night we went to the Windham County Humane Society’s annual Wags to Riches fundraiser, held at the American Legion.

With Cosette still very much in our minds, it was sad to hear and think about happy-ever-after animal stories and the larger number of not-so-happy animals in need stories. But the turnout was great and the crowd gave generously in the live and silent auctions.

Stepping back from the emotional tug, we were both impressed at how well the event was run… From food and drink to the complex auction logistics to the band and the emcee, it all ticked right along. If they run the rest of their operation that well, and we have every reason to think so, then we feel doubly good to have been able to donate a little bit.

Strange bedfellows

Nothing says “let’s pop into that charming little creperie for some Nutella and strawberries” better than half a dozen very macho vintage race bikes parked panther-like around the dining room. Ok, actually almost anything says it better. But in Brattleboro we make our own rules, so Vintage Steele and Tulip Creperie are hooked up for the moment.

Cosette the Wondercat, Queen of All France, 1999-2014

I knew she was our cat from the first time I met her at the Humane Society in Salt Lake. Through 14 years and six moves she was our faithful friend, and she seemed to enjoy each new adventure. I’m still hearing her footfall on the stairs and still expecting to find her asleep on my chair. We will miss her presence in our lives for a long time.

I don’t believe in an afterlife for cats any more than I do for people, but I hope she has a good one, free of arthritic knees and unhindered by screen doors, in a place full of mice and birds and sun and someone who will rub her tummy just so.

The old and the new

In its time, St. Kilda’s Hotel Esplanade offered a full four stories of beachfront luxury to its guests. Today it is a music venue, and completely dwarfed by the gleaming curvy condo-tel tower emblazoned with Chinese characters that has sprung up behind it.

The Suzuki Cappuccino. A desperately cute car that didn’t make it to the USA.

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