Goodbye, sugar bear, sweet pea, sweetheart, and stinky butt.

You meant the absolute world to me, and I'm so thankful to have called you my best friend for as long as I did. Thanks for fourteen years of super-gross licks, forcing me to lay in awkward positions for your comfort, snuggles, massive cuddles, and complete unconditional love. I hope that having Dan and me by your side until the end helped ease your pain, gave you comfort, and let you know how much we loved you. Because, Rasc, holy f*ck did I love you so much and tried my damnedest to do anything and everything to allow you to have a remarkable life; stay completely radical, Rascal.

I'll never forget you, sugar bear.  And up yours, 2023. 🌈💔

Rascal's memorial

My mom died peacefully this past weekend.

She was resilient, hilarious, stubborn, opinionated to hell and back, a damn good baker, an animal lover, the best surprise giver, a wonderfully fantastic lady who loved her family, and just the best all-around mom and grandma. Even when we disagreed, she was always there at the drop of a hat and always had my back.

Her death may have rearranged my world, but my grief will forever be my absolute unexpressed love for such a remarkable lady I called mom. 💔

Our cat Griff really enjoys being in takeout bags. New series idea: Griff in bags

This past weekend, Dan and I attended the Ford Performance School: ST Octane Academy class in Tooele, UT, and it was an absolute blast. Here are some highlights (videos and photos).

Back in 2008, my parents had a stray female cat show up at their house. My mom—who works with Pet Promise—captured her to have her fixed and released back into the wild afterward (which is a common practice). Before she could take her to the vet to have the procedure, she started having kittens. Because of the situation and the stress of being in a cage, the mother seemed to have issues during labor. The mother birthed her first kitten in the litter box, and it got covered in litter. And she wanted nothing to do with it, but my mom tried to remedy the situation and make her more comfortable. My dad and I told her she should stop trying to remedy the situation, let the mother have her privacy, and we would check on her later.