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Hmmm ~ What mischief can I get into today???

Let’s see ~ What mischief can I get into today???

Welcome back, my friends! Looks like we’ve turned the calendar page on yet another new month, and on a very, very special day.

I realized that although you’ve been able to join me in my wine-tasting and recipe doings, you probably don’t have a clue about what goes on, behind the scenes, here at www.DrinkWineWithDinner.com.

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Um, you spelled "fud" wrong!

Uhh o! Yu speld “fud” rong. *Tu* tymez. I fixx 4 yu!

Well, I must confess, Drink Wine With Dinner® is not quite a one-person operation. (Or should I find another term for “person”?) 😉

For the last several years, Drink Wine With Dinner® has had an office manager.

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Too many emails. Unsubscribe!

Too many dumb emails. Unsubscribe!!!

Please don’t report me for violating child labor laws, OK? But my O.M. was only two when she started working here, and she’s a very mature eight years old now.

OK, I’ll explain…

My O.M. came into my life, thanks to a meeting with a long-time friend from the wine world, Darryl Roberts. He had since changed careers, and was now working as a veterinary techician at a Sonoma County shelter. (Scroll down for Darryl’s updates!)

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What do you mean, "don't step on the mouse"?

What? “Don’t step on the *mouse*”???

Before getting together with Darryl, I checked out the shelter’s website (especially its adoptable cats), “just to get a feel for the place.” 😉

Before I knew it, the most captivating kittyface I’d ever seen was staring back at me. The caption read “Calli.” And I instantly fell in love!

Orange and black tabby on her forehead; gray triangle at her nose; snowy white bib; expressive green-gold eyes; black “lynx tips” on her ears.

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Want a face. No wonder I fell in love!

What a face. No wonder I fell in love!!!

Yes, she was gorgeous. But what mattered more was that she seemed to be looking directly at *me* ~ and telling me she’d chosen me for her “forever home”!

Long story short: I went up to Sonoma to meet Calli. (Thankfully, rather than being stuck in a cage at the shelter, she was living happily in foster care with a wonderful retired couple.) Darryl and I took care of the paperwork, and Calli and I adopted each other then and there!

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Calli manages the paper recycling, from the inside.

Calli manages all the paper shredding and recycling. (I “let the cat *into* the bag” for her convenience)

I had fully intended for Calli (her full name is now Calicocoa, by the way) to be a kitty of leisure.

But from the beginning, she insisted on taking an active role in the day-to-day runnings of Drink Wine With Dinner. (She *knows* she’s important!)

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Gotcha! Pen, you can't get away!

Gotcha! Pen, don’t you try to get away!

Although I generally work on a laptop, Calli knows that I like to use pen and paper too, especially for editing. She soon made herself indispensable by gathering, and, um, “organizing,” all of my red pens. (Talk about job security. Nobody else knows where they are!)

You might be wondering why I’m introducing Calicocoa to you today, of all days. Well, she must know it’s April Fools Day. Not only has Calli been hiding *all* my pens today (red and otherwise), she just made off with my glasses, too. 🙁

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Wrapping it in her blanket.

Wrapping it in her blanket.

When I unwrap her blanket, I never know what I'll find!

Calli thinks I’ll never find the red pens. Sometimes, she’s absolutely right!

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Pens? *What* pens? I don't see any pens...

Pens? *What* pens? I don’t see any pens!

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Last time, wen Calli hid my glasses, I didn't find them for a week...

Calli hides my glasses; I don’t find them for weeks!

(Hmmmm. I’m not much of a prankster myself. Where the heck did she learn this stuff? Darryl, did *you* have anything to do with it?)

At any rate, I’ll get back to you soon, after Calicocoa brings my glasses back and I can see what I’m doing again…

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Meanwhile, I wish you a very Happy April Fool’s Day. Calli does too!!!



Cheers, my friends,
and happy tastings,
Rosina

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Darryl Roberts gets kitten Tycho ready for his adoption!

Darryl Roberts gets kitten Tycho ready for adoption with shots and microchip.

As promised, here’s what’s happening with Darryl Roberts: With his huge heart, and his abiding love of cats, Darryl has founded an amazing sanctuary and adoption agency for “special needs” cats.

Called SNAP Cats (“Special Needs Are Precious,” his organization provides care and finds homes for chronically ill or otherwise difficult-to-adopt kitties.

They have a good-looking line of logo shirts and caps for sale, plus *free* “SNAP Cats” car magnets.

Darryl Roberts with Pumpkin, a SNAP Cats "special needs" kitty.

Darryl Roberts with “special needs” girl Pumpkin.

And of course, they’re always looking for donations, with sponsorship opportunities and matching corporate programs.

Once again, you can check out the SNAP Cats site, and you can contact Darryl directly at darryl@snapcats.org.

Thanks, my friends.
And please tell Darryl – and the SNAP Cats feline family – that Calicocoa sent you!

Cheers once again,
Rosina