our thoughts

~ Sunday, May 19, 2002
My 23 year old cat just died...She didn't go without help, I had to have her euthanized. I really wanted her to die in her bed, I don't really know why.
It just seemed like it was the best way to handle the situation, but she just wouldn't give up. This morning I decided to help her one last time. It was very hard, and even though she was ancient, I still feel guilty. I always feel like there was something else I should have done,or that I should have done things differently. She had mats in her hair. I am always going to remember that.
Other people tell me that they just come home and find their companion animals dead in their beds. This has never happened to me. Sadie was the fifth companion that I have had euthanized. She had been in that bed under the coffee table for so long, it has been 3 years since she chose that place to park herself. It is empty now. Sadie was always a strange little thing. My old male Toes, took care of her for as long as he lived. He was the first one that I lost. She nursed on him when she was little and caused one of his teats to become functioning and produce milk. I thought he had cancer and took him to the vet, He just got the milk out and gave him some hormone shots and the teat went back to normal size. Isn't that something! Sadie never bathed herself once. Toes always bathed her and after he died, I would wipe her off with a damp washcloth but it was never the same. I hope she just met up with Toes and that he is giving her a bath right now.
~ Saturday, May 18, 2002
Well, it is all about love isn't it! Life is about love, friendships and happiness. It is better not to dwell on bad things, just let them slide away into nothingness.
My feral cats still have not returned since the dispatch of the possum, or to be correct the opossum. I wonder where they are..
I have a wonderful family and I wish everyone could say that and mean it. The world would be a better place. The world would be a better place if all households had 7 neutered or spayed animals. I read that this would end the unwanted pet problem. There is nothing I would rather have happen.
I am doing what I can to help. It makes me sad to see a dog or cat that no one ever loved.
~ Wednesday, May 15, 2002
PISSANT: ( 'pis-"ant )
Function: noun
Usage: often attributive
Etymology: pissant ant, from [1] piss+ant
Date: circa 1946
sometimes vulgar: one that is insignificant: used a generalized term of abuse
There is something that has been bothering me lately..Why are some people so hateful? Is it because of their extreme inability to take a long truthful look at themselves? I wonder. People make mistakes all the time, it is a fact of life. Instead of taking responsibility, these people blame others disguising the fact that the mistake they made is what caused all the trouble. It is easier to be a small minded person. Maybe the truth is too painful for them to realize that the problem lies with them, not the people they want to blame. Jealousy must be a huge part of it. They attack and attack and attack ad naseum..The more they attack, the less real, the less truthful, the more integrity they lose. Hey...here is some advice. Take some responsilbility for your part in this whole affair. It will make you feel better in the long run. It will make you a better person.
~ Tuesday, May 14, 2002
Well, today I caught my resident possum in a live trap and transported him down to the Bayou. I hope he will adjust to his new home. He or She , it was hard to tell, was a very angry creature, but luckily had a very full stomach from all the cat food in the trap. It seemed the possum had become very possesive of the cat food used to feed my feral cats. I had to choose between the possum and the cats.

My dog is currently watching PBS, it is a nature show about dogs..her favorite subject. My other dog only watches the shows for a second then loses interest. None of my cats routinely watch TV. They are all too busy hatching plots to make their slave (ME) work harder and make their lives even easier than they already are.
~ Monday, May 13, 2002
My dog watches television all the time...her favorites are shows about other animals.

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