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Friday cat blogging

Here are the cats who are braving the winter here or nearby. PuddyTat is barely visible behind Little One and Tommie while Tim goes for the warm water. Dudie is on the middle shelf.

Behind Dude is the pillow where he is spending these 15° nights. Sometimes Little One joins him.

I don't know where Tommie has been staying but he was in the garage when I got home a bit ago. As soon as I drove in, Little One ran over to see what was happening. Tim has decided she likes the heating pad after all. I haven't seen Jellico for several days.

The food accumulates and freezes so I have to collect it and bring it in to thaw. I don't think any of the usual night critters have been around as the water is clean.

The latest iPhone saga

Tuesday was a miserable driving night. The rain, the 34° temperature and lots of traffic made my weekly drive home from Pittsburgh more scary than usual. When I got to Mercer, I thought I'd check the weather. I couldn't find my iPhone. It wasn't in any pocket. It wasn't on the dashboard where I usually put it. It wasn't on the other seat. ARGH!!! It wasn't in my backpack. It wasn't in the car anywhere.

Wednesday morning I called Rodef Shalom. The lovely woman who answered the phone took a flashlight and looked for my phone. She couldn't find it. If it turned up she would call me.

I checked MobileMe but had no idea what the password to try to locate the phone was. Ugh. Would have to take care of that next time.

Yesterday I decided to drive to Pittsburgh and check up on it in person. Perhaps it was still lying on the parking lot. I had a difficult time getting thru Greenville with school buses and amazingly stupid drivers. At one point I asked Godde if I were not supposed to go and roadblocks were being placed in my way. But I realized that, for a change, I was calm about the delays. Normally I would be irritated and restless. I asked for another sign that I wasn't supposed to go and nothing happened so I continued.

There were no broken pieces of a phone in the parking lot. I thought about going in but knew she would call if they found it. Drove off to find a place for breakfast as I hadn't even had coffee. Stopped at Bob Evans which has free wifi. Had a wonderful waitress who kept my cup filled.

Felt compelled to return to Rodef and went back. Gracious lady said the cleaning people had looked carefully and found nothing. They even moved the seats in case it was stuck. She asked if I wanted to look myself. I said I trusted them. She INSISTED so I went and looked where I'd sat.

AND THERE IT WAS. Hallelujah.

I had put it on the arm of the seat to look for water bottles which had escaped on the inclined floor. Apparently I hit it and it fell. It was carefully tho almost invisibly balanced on the mechanism between the seats. The wonderful lady gave me a big hug as everyone seemed to rejoice including the maintenance man. Really nice folks at Rodef Shalom!!!

And thanks to my guardian angel, the Holy Spirit, Godde and all the hosts of heaven who take such amazing care of me. This is yet another example of why my faith is so strong and I try to listen. If only I were better at it!

Friday shuffle

Preface: I am most grateful to be able to post this today. I lost my iPhone last Tuesday night. Yesterday I found it. More about that in a separate post.

1. Since You Asked - Judy Collins
2. Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered - Stefan Scaggian Trio
3. I'll be Faithful - Dusty Springfield
4. How Can I Be Sure - The Young Rascals
5. Tutti Frutti - Little Richard
6. A Summer Song - Chad & Jeremy
7. Widor: Allegro from Symphonie VI - Michael Farris
8. Reflections - Diana Ross & the Supremes
9. Where the Boys Are - Connie Francis
10. Stravinsky: Ave Maria - Westminster Choir
Michael Farris was the organist at Holy Trinity Lutheran when I was in the choir. He was teaching at Eastman when he died suddenly in his 30s. Sad.

Friday cat blogging on Wednesday

Little One is still coughing and his eye is still awful but he is eating today. Here a little chicken has made strange companions. Normally Tim hisses at Little One. I'm always amazed that the cats will eat with each other but not tolerate each other otherwise. I'm hoping she and PuddyTat will be friendlier with him once he is neutered.

The plastic below them has caused a problem for Little One. Since he was tiny he would stand on the middle level, reach up and hoist himself onto the roof where they are eating. The new plastic which should keep at least some of the coming snow off that shelf prevents him from doing that. He will have to learn to jump like the others. Poor kid.

Little One is funny. This morning he was in the blanket where he was supposedly locked in. He has no fear or a poor memory. There is a big dog that comes around occasionally and eats the catfood but wanders home when I tell him to. He doesn't chase the cats so he didn't scare Little One who just sat and watched. While I was taping, stapling and cutting plastic, he hung around wanting attention. He seems to have forgotten or forgiven me for taking him to the vet. I've never seen a cat so desperate for attention. He is a cutie.

Friday cat blogging on Monday

This morning I heard a horrible hacking noise when I fed the cats. Located the source on a pillow back in the corner on the bottom of the cathouse. It was Little One coughing and sneezing. His right eye was glued shut. I scrubbed the carrier in the bathtub and got an appointment with the vet. I told them I'd call if I couldn't catch him.

The gals took one look at the carrier and disappeared. They know what it is about. Fortunately Little One didn't catch on. He ran away for a bit but eventually came back and let me scritch then grab him. On the table he went nuts. I'm always amazed by what cats can do with their bodies. An assistant with a towel and I managed to control him. I got one little claw mark but no blood. He has an infected eye and upper respiratory trouble. He is too sick to risk anesthesia so castration will have to wait. They told me to try to catch the boys on Monday and Wednesday mornings then give them a call when I'm successful. They will work the boys in.

Meanwhile I have to try to get some powder into Little One twice a day. How to do that with him running around and eating with the other cats. Suddenly I remembered that I have another cathouse at the back of the garage. Perfect. I closed off the catdoors and put a litterbox in there. Washed the water dish, filled it and plugged it in. Rearranged the blanket Tim had been using and put a heating pad under it. Carried Little One in there, opened the carrier door, exited and quickly closed the big door behind me.

I've checked in on him three times. The first time he was up on the shelf - see the photo a couple of posts below. He launched himself and flew around the room finally ending up near the litter. The second time he was curled up in the blanket and got out but didn't go far. I removed the carrier. Last time I couldn't find him and couldn't figure out how he got out. Then I found him hiding behind the blanket. That's the photo. I've given him some tuna and some chicken but he hadn't eaten anything the last time I looked. Doesn't look happy, does he?

Meanwhile PuddyTat is happily snoozing on her heating pad. I finally turned it off awhile ago as the temp won't go below 30. Teens are forecast for midweek so she will need it then.

I doubled Tim's foam over and he figured out how to get between the layers. Didn't get a photo tho.

More comments on Anglican, um, stuff

I'm very happy that the Episcopal Diocese of Los Angeles elected two women as suffragan bishops tho I wish the words referring to sexuality could be omitted. Both people are wonderful priests who will be wonderful bishops according to what people who know them are saying. Why we have to know that they are women or that one of them is a lesbian is beyond me. Godde doesn't discriminate so why should we? I fear that many men especially will not want to confirm one of the ladies. To some, qualifications mean nothing. It is all about whom she chooses to live with. May the Holy Spirit wield the hammer she uses on my head to knock some sense into their theology.

Meanwhile the Episcopal Diocese of Lousiana chose a person who seems to have been the most moderate on the slate. There was one candidate our little group of OCICBWers prayed would not be chosen. We are happy.

And who should have something critical to say about the American choices for bishop? Why it's the Archbishop of Canterbury, Rowan Williams. Bless him. He all but threatened TEC with expulsion if we consecrate another homosexual bishop. Has he said anything about Uganda and the possible genocide of homosexuals if the proposed law is enacted? Has he rejected the labeling of homosexuals as cockroaches by one of his Ugandan Anglican bishops at a funeral recently? Nary a peep. He needs to hold his head in shame.

I know a whole bunch of wonderful LGBT people whose lives are boringly normal and totally nonthreatening which is more than I can say for some "evangelical Christians'". I pray those in Uganda can be like the insects they are labeled and outlive many times over those who would persecute them. I'd prefer the Ugandans study their Bibles and quit listening to the American hatemongers however.

Friday cat blogging on Saturday

This is the retreat I had built for the cats in the garage. There are two kitty doors but I don't know if either has ever been used. They come and go under the big door I leave up by 8 or so inches. There are plenty of places for a feline to find a burrow - a huge doggie pillow, a couple of towers, the box with the new green blanket and a blanket on cardboard on the floor which Tim was in a couple of days ago. The water dish is heated.

If you think it looks like bloody footprints, you are correct. Dudie still has the growth on one paw which gets bloody occasionally. I hope to catch him and get him to the vet soon. He hasn't been around for a couple of days. Don't know if he found a woman or another place to roost for awhile. Reminder to me - scrub the carrier.

Meanwhile Tim is in the foam in the canoe this morning. I think I will double it over so she can get underneath like she did with the old pad until it deteriorated into bits.

Friday cat blogging

PuddyTat liked her green blanket so much that I decided to get them for all the boxes. At $4 each, it wasn't a huge expense. Jellico seems happy to have one in his larger box originally created to house both Tommie and PuddyTat.

I partially blocked off and covered the space above the windowsill so Little One had a place when Jellico was in the smaller box by the window. Looks like Little One likes his windowsill tho I suspect he will move to the roomier, now empty box eventually.

Now I need to hook up the electric so the water isn't frozen in the morning.

In case you are wondering about the cardboard on top of the boxes - it is to keep the cats and other critters off the boxes. Hopefully.

Tim seems to be wrapping herself in a blanket on the floor of the garage's cathouse these days. Dudie has usually stayed in a box on the shelf there. I gave him a blanket too. Guess I should photo that too, eh?

Friday shuffle

1. Hosa Dyna Polka
2. In the Rain - The Dramatics
3. Innamorata - Jerry Vale
4. Satie: Prélude #3, "Prélude Du Nazaréen #1 - Riri Shimada
5. Shop Around - Smokey Robinson & The Miracles
6. Lilies in the Moonlight
7. Beethoven: Mass in C, Agnus Dei - Shaw/Atlanta
8. Singing the Blues - Guy Mitchell
9. Make Me Smile - Chicago
10. Talk Talk - The Music Machine

I have no idea who the polka bands are so I'm just choosing a video so you can hear the happy music I love. Don't pay any attention to the performance, please! Most are excruciating in one way or another.

Friday cat blogging on Thursday

I think territorial decisions have been made. Each cat in the same place as yesterday. (See below)

Friday cat blogging on Wednesday

Dude and Little One enjoyed a brief bit of sunbathing.

If Tommie weren't so obviously male...

one would think he is pregnant.

Meanwhile the weather seems to be deteriorating and several of the felines have decided they want to stay on the cathouse roof. There was serious contention for the big box. I added a box but that only caused more struggles. So I added a third box and lined all of them up, nicely squeezed in so neither the wind nor the wilder critters should dislodge them. Then I covered the space between the boxes and the window making yet another small space. The three characters are Little One, Jellico and PuddyTat.

The Uganda situation and more

A Ugandan politician who is a member of The Family has proposed legislation in Uganda which would send LGBT people, those who associate with them, even those who don't turn them in to prison and possibly death. Research has traced the incitement of hatred against LGBTs in Africa to religious and political leaders in the US. Sometimes it is difficult to love and pray for those who seem to have no idea how to read the Gospels. The thought that people who call themselves "Christian" would support any legislation which discriminates against other people who do no harm to society or themselves is repulsive, even unimaginable. If there were the hell so often preached about, the preachers who exclude any of Godde's creation will be the primary occupants. I wish their purpose on earth weren't making life hell for others.

Meanwhile I'm tired of those who condemn "homosexual behavior". It sounds to me like marriage is for sex which results in pregnancy. Men (mostly) keep clamoring about the Biblical injunctions against men lying with a man as with a woman. For them it is all about sex. Does anyone marry for love? They shouldn't be allowed according to these men-who-would-play-God. I wonder if they have sex at every opportunity as that is the only thing they seem to think is a legitimate reason to marriage. For those (mostly) males, homosexuality is all about anal sex. Perhaps they fear it because they might find it enjoyable? Why all the concentration on sex and none on relationships?

If two people love each other enough to want and promise to spend the rest of their lives together, shouldn't they be allowed to do that with all the rights and privileges that legal unions have? Many male-female combinations have no kids in their futures for a variety of reasons yet they aren't subjected to public voting on whether or not they should be allowed to marry.

Sometimes it is difficult to be associated with a "church". Get a clue, haters of the world. Get your minds out of the darkness of the gutter of sexual obsession. Get rid of hell. Learn to love.

Reading and watching:
Religion Dispatches here and here
Rachel Maddow here
Politics Daily here.

Friday cat blogging

If you really need to see a cat on Friday, check out Simon.

Friday shuffle

1. A Whiter Shade of Pale - Procol Harum
2. Lucky Man - Emerson, Lake and Palmer
3. I Am Not a Whore - LMFAO - you'll have to look this up yourself
4. Land of 1000 Dances - Cannibal & the Headhunters
5. Golden Ring - Dry Branch Fire Squad
6. 98.6 - Keith
7. One Bad Apple - The Osmonds
8. Ain't No Mountain High Enough - Diana Ross
9. Twilight Time - The Platters
10. Make Me Smile - Chicago
Can you tell I added some to my collection?

Friday dog blogging

No cats this Thanksgiving. This is Trinka. She was a little apprehensive to meet me.

She is a loooooooonnnng dachshund.

We wore her out.

Puritans...

Hat tip to Padre Mickey

Things for which I am thankful

In no particular order and far from complete...

Family - biological and via marriage, church, school, internet, activities, et al. All friends are part of my family.

Music - especially a voice which has been tolerated by choir directors all my life

Faith - how else could I deal with my own stupidity, the foibles of others, the loss of loved ones and the everyday challenges of life

Laughter - a gift which allows me to recognize the absurdities in life and not get hopeless and depressed

The internet - so many new friends, so much to learn, such an easy way to keep in touch with loved ones

Pets - especially the "feral" felines who now live here and keep me hustling to shelter and feed them

RIP Roseann Allen-Matthews

Roseann went peacefully without pain to the other side Saturday night after a valiant fight for life. She had to wait too long for a kidney transplant. Many of us have traveled the long journey to this place and marveled at her determination, endurance and, in the end, amazing grace. Our prayers are with Gary and those who now have a huge hole in our lives. I suspect she would tell us to get over it and get on with life.