Then he died.   Moby passed while he was still at the top of his game.  He didn’t get old and crotchety, he got kidney stones.  Our wallets groaned at our futile efforts to save him and when he expired, just two years after we’d adopted him, he left a gaping hole in our lives,…

Molly’s disappearance into my son’s bedroom was to become the biggest hissy fit in McNeny history.   It coincided with the arrival of a white bundle of fur, just six weeks old.  We named him, Moby, the great white cat.  He was irresistible to all but one, the presiding ruler of the house, Molly.  Aged six…

Her black coat, when caught in the sunlight, revealed brown stripes which smacked of molasses.  Because she had the unfortunate distinction of being born a cat, and a cat with a singular mind at that, she had to have at least two names;  her formal name was Molasses; her human family called her, Molly.  She…

So we rescued a dog one Christmas; our youngest son, who was five, had just broken his leg, his uncle was living with us, he’d  left his wife and lost his job (the uncle not my son…just in case you were wondering) his father (my son’s not his uncle’s) had lost his job too, and his sister…

I’m glad I’m not young anymore because I sure was stupid while I was ticking.  Not content with four children under six we, or was it just, I, decided to round out the family good and proper by adding pets.  My parents always had a dog.  In fact I learned the art of compassion and…

When my husband and I married we decided to have children.  Quickly!  After all, both our biological clocks were tick-tocking away.  Or were they?  I don’t really know if men’s biological clocks tick or do they just send out an alarm every few seconds?  Anyway, I volunteered to be the one to endure the pregnancies….

As a resident alien in my permanent residence in a different country I enjoy reading and thinking.  My children threaten to take my books away from me if I forget to phone them on my way home.  They threaten to make me watch television for several hours if I talk back and they have threatened…

Now I’ve done the brief history of homeschool in our house I want to return to my saner days before I ventured across the pond to gallop off into the sunset with my hat toting, spur wearing, real cowboy! I had lived in many different countries for the first 20 something years of my life….

I had always encouraged my oldest son to follow his dream.  It was a dream that all young boys have, no, not a train driver, although it could have been, his was a dream to go to the moon.  Failing that he was convinced that God’s perfect plan for him was to join a team…

Just to let all you wanna be homeschoolers out there know, there does come a time when all of your students have graduated.  That day finally came for me last year!  I had felt like Paul, St. Paul I mean, when he warned everyone 2,000 years ago to be on guard for the second coming….