One Year, One City

Look, I can tell you all about the non-adventures in my life, but I'd be ignoring something a lot more important. A year ago a couple of angry young men tried to destroy a very special day in Boston, a city an hour's drive from my humble home. They killed three people, and changed forever the lives of many others. The city came together and became Boston Strong.

This photo from The Boston Globe, taken a week ago, shows some of the folks who were running, watching, or injured along with many first responders, doctors, policemen, and passersby who helped. You can go here for an interactive page of who's who.

The Boston Marathon will be run next Monday, and steps have been taken to make it a safe day. I may live in New Hampster, but Boston is in my back yard. I am Boston Strong.

Millie Monday

It's been a hell of a week here in New England.

It ended well. Thanks to all the law enforcement officials for their hard work for catching the bad guys. They picked the wrong town to mess with.

I am proud to say I am Boston Strong. Mom and I have donated to The One Fund, which will help the victims recover from their injuries (which are many and terrible).  If you would like to help, you can do that by clicking this link.

(Now I shall get off my soapbox and get back on my kitty condo.)

I love my kitty condo.

Sad Tuxie

It was supposed to be a fun happy day, and then some idiot or bunch of idiots made the Boston Marathon a tragic day. I do not know why some people find it necessary to kill and hurt people on purpose. I am putting my purr-er on overdrive to help as many of the injured as I can. Mom is saying special purr-ayers. Perhaps you can help too.

Thank you Chicago Tribune Sports:

 You are a class act.