Taking My Cat to the Vet

There is nothing more difficult than taking a cat to the vet, unless you have your shit locked down — like me — and have a cat like Emma. Taking my cat to the vet is easy. She is just perfect and adorable. (Okay, that’s a lie. My shit is far from locked down, and…

Velcro Leadership

You might think cats are independent and aloof. Not mine. I have velcro cats. They love me. They love my husband. They always want to hang out with us. I can’t go to the bathroom without someone coming to see what the heck I’m doing. “You might be having some fun, mom. I want in.”…

Feline Acne

Scrubby has a ridiculous case of acne. It was so bad that we had to make an appointment with our vet, a woman with a combined DVM/PhD degree, to give him a facial. My vet shaved Scrubby’s chin, applied a hot compress, and squeezed the hell out of his zits. She also prescribed an antibiotic and…

LFR HQ

Hi, everyone. Welcome to LFR HQ. This is just a quiet note to test out the platform. As many of you know, my existence falls into three categories: work, life and cats. Even when I write about feminist hermeneutics and phenomenology, I am really just writing about my cats. As I start to add stuff to…