Thanksgiving Musings

Hello friends.  Today is the day before Thanksgiving.  I woke up thinking it was Thanksgiving, and I was sad, because I will be alone on that day.  Of course I'm alone today except for my kitties and will be alone tomorrow.  It happens.  Sometimes I have too much company, too much noise and I worry about preparing the turkey and other elements of the  Thanksgiving holiday.  So I am alone today and will be tomorrow.  My sister is having her Thanksgiving dinner on Sunday because all of her guests have different times and agendas.  She hasn't invited me so I'm not sure if telling me when she would have the dinner is actually an invite or just info.  How do I figure that out?  If I thought anyone in my family would be reading this blog I'd be worried, but I don't think I need to worry about it.  I'm actually not sure anyone reads my writings.  I can only wish and pretend.  But to anyone who is reading this I wish you a happy Thanksgiving celebrated with many loved ones.  I'll just be with my 4 cats.  They love me because I feed them, brush them, pet them and sweettalk them.  When I've been out for a while and come home I sort of expect to see them all near the door and rubbing into my legs. But that doesn't happen either.  They look up at me and as if to say "it's only Linda" then turn away back to their naps or food dishes.  But I've learned not to expect much affection from them unless they are hungry or I'm in bed trying to sleep.  That's when they seem to come alive.  They do purr nicely though and that relaxes me somewhat.  It's just that I can't always get them on my bed or in my lap. I guess they have things to do, promises to keep, and miles to go before they sleep.  (I think that's from a Robert Frost poem that I love.)  Look it up sometime.  You will love it too.  The cats I'm not so sure about.  One kitty has just joined me on the couch as I type this.  He's pressed against my lap and taking a mini tongue bath.  He's purring loudly and I love that.  He looks up once in a while as though to say "What's up doc?"  and I pet him and he goes back to sleep. If you don't have a cat this is all pretty weird, but if you have a cat  or 2 you understand exactly what I'm saying.  Anyway stay safe and have ah happy Thanksgiving.

Only one more thing - if you are traveling today or tomorrow or the next day the traffic is usually awful on these days so stop frequently, and maybe spend an extra day in a motel to let the traffic dissapate.  That would be safer and more relaxing.

My kitty is sick.

My usual scattered thoughts are a bit more scattered over the last 4-5 days  I have been very worried about one of my cats.  Mr. Seamus (Shea for short) who is very ill.  He doesn't know it and seems cheerful and wants to play, but we can't let him. .  He is  suffering from congestive heart failure, diabetes and more.  He's a cute little guy peach with some brown colors, medium length hair (he's in some of the pics at the first page of this blog. His name is Seamus because of his Irish like reddish hair.  He's a very sweet kitty never seems irritated, never scratches, never bites, and loves to sleep on my bed or on my stomach in the bed.  Right now and for the last 2 weeks it seems like he belongs to the vet's office, he is there so much.  They have him tonight and that worries me because I don't know if they have staff at night.  It seems to me that they would, but I just don't know it for sure, I hope someone is  there.  It feels like they have taken him from me.  I visit him every day and let him walk all around the office as long as I am with him it's ok.  Then when I leave I cry. They are nice to me and good to the animals, but I wonder if I will ever get him back home with me.  It's sad not to be able to help him more.  I think in the weeks to come I will put some more stories about Seamus and his activities here.  He's a beautiful cat, no pedigree, but a wonderful personality.  Everyone at the vets seem to like him and they have been very nice to me.  Of course I bring all my kitties to them, but only Seamus has medical problems right now.  I hope the others remain healthy for a long time.  I don't know what the outcome for Seamus will be.  This condition will not go away.  There is only treatment, but no cure.  At some point I may have to make the decision to end his life to avoid any more pain and suffering.  That also will be difficult.  Sometimes life is hard, really hard.

For the Love of Seamus

It has been some time since I've produced a new blog post.  Sometimes life gets in the way of our interests.  And just as I started to type, my cat,Chloe jumped on the couch right next to me.  She
stared at me for a few minutes and then left.  She's a character and very sweet, but easily frightened .  I guess she found better things to do and left.

 This has been a not so good week for me so far.  My kitty Seamus is being held for ransom  by my vet.  He has been diagnosed with CHF which is congestive heart failure and they are trying to stablize him and save his life as well.  I go to visit him at the vets twice a day.  He purrs when he sees me and sits near me and lets me hold him for a short time.  I usually stay for an hour or more.  I miss having him at home.  He is the most affectionate kitty, loves to get in my lap and sleeps on the bed with me at night and pushes his head into my hand sometimes for petting.   I think his life will be shortened because of this condition, but I don't really know by how much.  Indoor cats can live to be 19 to over 20 years old if they are well cared for, but with such a serious condition I just don't know.  My 3 other cats have not revealed if they have noticed that he is missing.  The people at the vets office are kind and helpful, but I'm not sure what they can do for him.  I am keeping him in my prayers and hoping for the best, but I dread the thought of making that life or death decision.  I don't know what I'll do if he dies.  He's too young to go!!!   My next problem will be the bill.  Vet care is expensive and most animals don't have health insurance.  Credit Cards help but they only delay the inevitable and charge interest.  So I'll have to see what I can work out with the doc.   I would love to know how other people handle these types of situations.  A lot depends on one's age, savings, and other expenses.  It is possible to get pet insurance, but it's expensive and I don't have any right now.   I do have them microchiped, and registered with the company online, but haven't needed to use that thankfully.

If you are reading this entry and have had a similar situation, I would love to hear how things worked out or how you came to a decision either way.  It might help me figure out a solution, or make me feel better to know I am not alone.

They didn't ask me!!!

Today I made a salad for dinner and poured my favorite salad dressing on it.  but there was something different, something that I didn't like. It was spicey hot and burned my mouth and tongue. I took out the bottle and looked for a number to call them and complain to them. I couldn't find one on the bottle, but I'll keep looking online.  I don't care if they want to make that type of dressing, but at least warn the shoppers who might buy the products.  I'm going to either throw the whole thing out or give it to someone who might like hot sauce.  The label does say spicy, but I didn't see that until after I tasted it. Other than that word the label is exactly like the regular one that I usually buy. I think the label should be different, a different color and the words spicy hot might help weed out the ones who don't  appreciate painful food.  Not everyone likes the burn, and Ifall in that category.  Now I have to figure out what to do with a bottle of salad dressing that I hate.  I guess throw it out or ask my friends if they are interested in some spicey sauce  the most likely alternatives. Next time I'll read the label more carefully I guess. A few years ago they changed the formula and there was an organized protest from fans of the regular type.  Now here they go again without warning or clear info on the label. They will be sorry!!!  I hope.  Now I have to figure out what to do with a nearly full bottle of something I don't like at all.  How does one take the burn out of a sauce?  I'm sure I don't know.

Been a While

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Been a while since I've added something new to this blog.  I've been busy with so much stuff I don't know where to begin.  So I'll just say I hope I've been missed a little, but I'm thinking maybe all 2 of my readers didn't know I was remiss in my blog entries.

I've been cleaning, running a mile everyday (for exercise and weight control) and taking care of my
kitties esp. the one with some medical problems. I have 4 cats and one has had some medical issues.
He is now diabetic and has congestive heart failure.  He's being maintained on meds and seems to be
doing well.  He sleeps a lot but still has a wonderful, easy going personality, or should I say catsonality?  I have to give him an insulin injection twice daily and force some pills down his little
throat.  I hate that part.  He always looks at me with such surprise as if he were saying "How could
you???).  But he doesn't know he needs these things to keep him alive and functioning.  I am an RN
and it's a good thing because my vets didn't offer any instruction on how to administer injections to
a cat, or how to shove pills down his little throat.  I bought one of those gadgets to administer the pills the shots are a little easier, but I do feel kind of sad forcing all this medication on him, though I
know that without it he would die a slow a miserable death so that leaves me with 2 choices ie administer the meds or have him put down - which is something I can't even talk about. Just typing the words has brought me to tears. I want him to live much longer.  He's just too sweet to lose.  He's only about 8 years old.  He came to me one day when I was outside hanging laundry to dry.  He just walked up to me and rubbed against my legs.  It seemed he must have a home to be so at ease with people he didn't even know.  I didn't bring him in right away figuring he had to have a home because he was so friendly.  I think he may have been less than a year old because of his size.  So I brought him inside and he's been with me eversince.  I never let him out alone - only with me does he explore. He's good though he stays with me with no leash.  He did get out on me once and didn't come back for about 4 hours.  I was frantic and told him never again.  Don't know if he listened.

Having Compassion

I sometimes wonder how people feel about their pets.  I know there are extremes of love and adoration and also of neglect and abuse just from reading the headlines once in a while.  I guess one could say the same about parents and their children.  Sadly there is abuse in so many areas from the sneaky,  hard to prosecute to the more obvious done in public almost.  Animals and small children are not really of the same importance, but certainly sometimes in the same category of victims of abuse,
and even the elderly are subject to abuse, frequently at the hands of the ones who should be protecting them.  Then of course there are the animals that are raised for food and often mistreated as well.  What is inside someone's heart and mind who abuses a child or an animal that only has a short time to live?  I have seen footage of ducks, chickens, etc being abused on their way to being killed for food.  I'm not a vegetarian, but I do have compassion for the poor animals who live their lives chained to a post , living in a small spot until they are fat enough to be killed and butchered and sold for consumption.  The second issue is the lack of clean facilities.  In some cases the poor animals live their entire lives in one spot, standing in their own waste until they are slaughtered.  The food and drug admin, or some other agency should insist on a different and better way of handling these poor animals.  Yes the meat would cost more, but we really only need small amounts of meat and dairy for our protein source.  Vegetables are safer and healthier for humans and only children need milk and maybe the elderly who have trouble chewing some types of food.

Today I brought my sweet kitty to the veterinary clinic which is quite near my home.  I had to leave my 10 year old cat (approximately)  for testing and observation.  He is a diabetic (recently diagnosed) and they will check his blood glucose levels throughout the day and help me care for him with a plan for controlling his diabetes and anything else that come with the diabetes.  I know that some children are not treated as well as my cats are (I have 4).  That is a sad commentary on Americans who have the best opportunities to improve their lives and their children's and pet's lives, but so often are neglectful and allow terrible things to happen or worse participate in the terrible happenings.

So today hug your children, and your pets and be kind and gentle with both.  You will feel better for that.  I will feel better when my kitty is back home with me later today.

Having Compassion

I sometimes wonder how people feel about their pets.  I know there are extremes of love and adoration and also of neglect and abuse just from reading the headlines once in a while.  I guess one could say the same about parents and their children.  Sadly there is abuse in so many areas from the sneaky,  hard to prosecute to the more obvious done in public almost.  Animals and small children are not really of the same importance, but certainly sometimes in the same category of victims of abuse,
and even the elderly are subject to abuse, frequently at the hands of the ones who should be protecting them.  Then of course there are the animals that are raised for food and often mistreated as well.  What is inside someone's heart and mind who abuses a child or an animal that only has a short time to live?  I have seen footage of ducks, chickens, etc being abused on their way to being killed for food.  I'm not a vegetarian, but I do have compassion for the poor animals who live their lives chained to a post , living in a small spot until they are fat enough to be killed and butchered and sold for consumption.  The second issue is the lack of clean facilities.  In some cases the poor animals live their entire lives in one spot, standing in their own waste until they are slaughtered.  The food and drug admin, or some other agency should insist on a different and better way of handling these poor animals.  Yes the meat would cost more, but we really only need small amounts of meat and dairy for our protein source.  Vegetables are safer and healthier for humans and only children need milk and maybe the elderly who have trouble chewing some types of food.

Today I brought my sweet kitty to the veterinary clinic which is quite near my home.  I had to leave my 10 year old cat (approximately)  for testing and observation.  He is a diabetic (recently diagnosed) and they will check his blood glucose levels throughout the day and help me care for him with a plan for controlling his diabetes and anything else that come with the diabetes.  I know that some children are not treated as well as my cats are (I have 4).  That is a sad commentary on Americans who have the best opportunities to improve their lives and their children's and pet's lives, but so often are neglectful and allow terrible things to happen or worse participate in the terrible happenings.

So today hug your children, and your pets and be kind and gentle with both.  You will feel better for that.  I will feel better when my kitty is back home with me later today.