The way you spend your days is the way you spend your life
What a glorious autumn it has been! The usual joyous late September crush of family birthdays and the annual Zehntner cattle drive led us into a reflective start to October (Oct. 2 in particular), followed by a giant hip-hip-hooray for my dad Larry Engel, who at age 75 is finally old enough to enter his softball team in the Senior Olympics. The "20 Guys from Milwaukee" team scored and shined at the 2006 Games. Miz E's Copywriting Bootcamp launched a couple of new stars and made lots of new friends, and the infrastructure at R Climbing X is better than ever as Husband Hall of Fame nominee Jon completes the insulating, floor, framing, walls, doors, wiring and windows of the new office complex. Still to come: sundeck, greenhouse and humidor.
Over the summer, as many of you know, I lost my beloved companion cat, Kris. He was with me through thick and thin for 14 years. Kris was a beautiful Maine Coon that I got from a family in Polson, and he was truly my infallible best pal over the last decade-plus. Kris was Pet of the Week at our house about 97% of the time, since all the rest of the animals here tend to cause at least a few cuss words a week; Kris, never.
So it is with bittersweetness that I send this news: Last week I adopted a gorgeous black and white tuxedo cat from the Humane Society here. This 7-yr-old gentleman had been given up by his family when they moved away, and I gotta tell you, I can't imagine why anyone would leave him. He is not only exceptionally handsome, but has a loving personality that is calm and open to everyone including my two yorkies and one shih tzu (Mike's dog we adopted at his death).
In a nod to my husband's and now my Rhode Island roots, our tuxedo dude is named Squibnocket (aka Squib). He's a love. And he's looking forward to our next clambake, to be sure.
Now that November is just about to smack us in the face, check back often to Strong Copywriting -- cuz this is a good season to think about writing.
Over the summer, as many of you know, I lost my beloved companion cat, Kris. He was with me through thick and thin for 14 years. Kris was a beautiful Maine Coon that I got from a family in Polson, and he was truly my infallible best pal over the last decade-plus. Kris was Pet of the Week at our house about 97% of the time, since all the rest of the animals here tend to cause at least a few cuss words a week; Kris, never.
So it is with bittersweetness that I send this news: Last week I adopted a gorgeous black and white tuxedo cat from the Humane Society here. This 7-yr-old gentleman had been given up by his family when they moved away, and I gotta tell you, I can't imagine why anyone would leave him. He is not only exceptionally handsome, but has a loving personality that is calm and open to everyone including my two yorkies and one shih tzu (Mike's dog we adopted at his death).
In a nod to my husband's and now my Rhode Island roots, our tuxedo dude is named Squibnocket (aka Squib). He's a love. And he's looking forward to our next clambake, to be sure.
Now that November is just about to smack us in the face, check back often to Strong Copywriting -- cuz this is a good season to think about writing.