
Kelly Diaz
Aug 24 min read
The Visitor from the Woods
John immediately offered up the usual objections—the vet bills, the flea and tick meds, the food—all legitimate points, but he also knew they were ultimately futile.
My Journey with Multiple Myeloma
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John immediately offered up the usual objections—the vet bills, the flea and tick meds, the food—all legitimate points, but he also knew they were ultimately futile.

One thing was certain: there were deadly predators much closer to the house than I'd realized. It was June 30, 2026, a Tuesday, when a terrified Eli made a mad dash for the open doorway and freedom from the chaos of this strange and frightening place where he'd been unwittingly and involuntarily brought. The humans, arms loaded with boxes and furniture, simultaneously stopped in their tracks as the panic-stricken animal streaked between their feet. In an instant, he was movin

Cat Musings is a quiet collection of reflections on life, loss, love, and the small, mysterious creatures who share my home—and gently shape my heart.

"There will be more whiskers, more purrs, and, someday, more goodbyes. Yet each new companion will carry forward the lessons of those who came before — reminders that love is always worth the risk of loss."

We've been stuck in a cold, rainy weather pattern for several days now. The kind that hangs a curtain of humidity in the air so heavy...

It is impossible for a lover of cats to banish these alert, gentle, and discriminating friends, who give us just enough of their regard...

A man’s treatment of a dog is no indication of the man’s nature, but his treatment of a cat is. It is the crucial test. None but the...

“If you would know a man, observe how he treats a cat.” Robert A. Heinlein Part I - Forest Clouds drifted slowly across the moon and the...

". . . I would see him on the catio as he darted around, crouched low to the ground as though an unseen enemy was stalking him." ...

From the first time I saw the little gray and white kitten on the sidewalk outside my front door, I felt compelled to give him a better...

Every time I have rescued a stray, I’ve second guessed myself. Samson, a scraggly, rain-soaked kitten with black fur and bright green...

I miss the quiet company of all of my cats . . . and I can't get home to them soon enough.

This post will be the first of a series. Thank you, Kris, for the inspiration behind the title, “Cat Musings,”...

In my heart I know Samson is a pure spirit, and his affection for me is genuine and, obviously, unconditional.

Melody, this one is for you — my unabashed fellow cat lover and friend!

This morning’s post comes to you from the thawing state of Oklahoma. The sun is shining brightly and the snow from last week’s storms is...

There is an undeniable stigma associated with owning cats, (emphasis on the plural) especially if you are a woman.

Everyone who knows even a little about me will probably tell you, "Yep, she's a crazy cat lady!" Except for the "crazy" part, I wear the...

Romans 8:38-39
“For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

