Tag Archives: Ruby

Humans are odd. They have names for everything, sometimes more than one name. So confusing! Take me, for example. I’m Ruby. I like that name. It fits perfectly for who I am. Therefore, I should just be Ruby, not Ruby … Continue reading →

When my people finally get up in the morning, the lady opens the upstairs blinds so I can take my morning sunshine. Lately, the weather has cooperated and she opens the window for me too. I sometimes glare at her … Continue reading →

Ruby here, staying once again in the luxurious boudoir upstairs away from others I can say with all certainty I will never be made to befriend. When the lady I’m supposed to call Mom asks me to be nice to … Continue reading →