Michael disappeared with my camera yesterday. When I downloaded the pictures to the computer I found these. Pictures of PJ, Tomoe and Kenshin sleeping, while the young brother and sister, Sanosuke and Kaoru, wrestle and keep an eye on Uriah.
Sleeping cats
can sleep
like no other
Safe and warm,
happy and
well fed
Smiles and grins
after wrestling and
a frantic chase
Surrendering to
hunger and
natures call
Sleeping kittens
wrapped in a catnap
lovingly as one…Purr to me
Just a video for Sunday, turn up the sound.
singing toads hanging in the water with webbed feet spread wide singing for company for amphibian love..smoooch! for a insect dinner floating over the tiny tad poles that swim along the edge does he view them as children or rivals sing your low and high pitch songs calling out and joining in the choir i am listening are you? because… summer sounds like sing toads
Today is Oprah Winfrey’s No Phone Zone Day!
http://www.oprah.com/packages/no-phone-zone.html
If you haven’t signed the pledge Please think about doing so. Driving and texting or talking on the phone is very dangerous. When you talk on the phone or text, which I don’t understand how anyone can text while driving! You are using your car as a weapon to kill someone.
My husband and I were in a car accident in 2004 that accident nearly killed him and now he has daily seizures and can’t work.
In McHenry county Illinois, where the accident was presented, we were told accidents happen… And the case was never brought to trial. We were told that if the case had been presented in Cook County it would have turned out differently. We were screwed over royally!
That accident seemed to happen in slow motion. I remember the girl, who hit us was talking on the phone while she was driving. She was tailgating and her car went out of control and hit the cement median. Then shot across the express way slamming into the driver’s side door of our car. My husband saw her coming and made an attempt to move out of the way. He was turning the wheel to the right. He leaned to the right as well, that move pulled him away from the door before his seat belt locked up. We were told at the hospital that move saved his life. If he had been sitting straight up his spine would have been broken when the door caved in.
I still hear the booming impact; the scraping metal, brakes screeching.
We spun around one and half times, coming to a stop and facing a truck coming us. Add in the sounds of that trucker locking his breaks, I thought that we were dead! I stared at the PETERBILT logo as the truck stopped inches from the front of our car.
She never got a ticket!
I heard her taking to her father as she came over to our car. I heard her say:
“Daddy, I had another accident and this time I think I hurt someone.”
That moment when she slammed into us changed our lives forever. I wonder if she even remembers us… I wonder if she signed Oprah’s ‘No Phone Zone’ pledge?’
I worked for a cell phone company, T-Mobile, they told their drivers they had to be on the phone while driving or they would be fired. Even if they were exhausted- all the Field Techs were over worked and extremely exhausted. (My time at T-mobile is a movie or novel waiting to happen..)
I wonder how many companies have the same rules and threaten to fire their employees for not answering their phones while driving- past your kids, husband, wife, mother, sister, and grandparents! They put everyone’s lives at risk for the bottom line!
One of my dogs was hit by a car and killed. I wonder if they noticed, or were they too busy talking or texting on a cell phone…
I could go on and on, but that isn’t what I want my Blog to be about. Even though this too, is my Walking Path.
Please, don’t use your cell phone while driving…
Sign the Pledge!
http://www.oprah.com/packages/no-phone-zone.html
Have you been hurt, or know someone who was hurt in a car accident caused by a talking on a cell phone?
This afternoon we had a small dust storm. The farmer across the road from me had turned over his field during the past week. Today the winds picked up the dirt and manure from his fields and ran it straight north.
The wind tunnel was an interesting sight. So I decided to Video tape it for you. I was really glad the wind didn’t shift and come out of the west and head east. That would have brought all the dust down on me.
Check out the video. I add a short poem.
Winds blast across the open field Pushing in from the south tearing to the north Too close Yet, just far enough away I should head back to the house If the winds shift I will be covered in dust and manure A powdery layer That will coat everything This Place is Dubbed… Tornado Alley Not that one ever hit the house They all seem to jump over to somewhere else As political winds do Unless they want to cost you money Then they stay, and rip your roof off For now I watch I lean against my car It convulses as the wind beats against it in an attempt to push it and me off this road…This past week I have been busy with Kaoru.
Last Tuesday morning I was talking on the phone and surfing the internet, while checking hundreds of emails. When I decided to pull up the Tails web site, which is the Pet rescue place where we adopted Sanosuke in February of this year.
I had sent Tails a copy and link to my Blog story about Sanosuke, the one where I wrote about his adoption. Soon after that Blog posting, Sano’s litter mates were adopted and their pictures disappeared off the adoption site. So when I pulled up their site I was very surprised to see a kitten that looked like one of Sano’s sisters. Her name was Hershey.
I was curious about her history. Why was she still there? Was she brought back? Maybe I was wrong! Cats look very similar, right?
I pulled out Sanosuke’s file and compared the litter numbers; they matched except for the last two digits. Which made sense each kitten would have their own number.
Biting my nails I clicked off the site and went about to reading emails.
Then my curiosity got to me and I called Tails and asked if any of Sanosuke’s litter mates where still there. I gave my phone number to the woman and was told I would get a call back.
Within thirty minutes Tails called back. I was told; one of Sano’s sisters had never been adopted. When the other kittens were adopted they moved her out of the cage into the cat room. It wasn’t a good place for her. She was placed in a room that was being closed off due to a fungal infection.
Ooops!
I was told she was never ill. She never had an infection! Yet, she had to go through the incubation period of nearly two months while she got dipped; physically held down under water with only her eyes and mouth showing. The process can make a cat crazy and this kitten was in a room with a lot of other cats that needed help. They only had two wonderful people to take care of them physically and mentally. Hershey wasn’t given the attention she needed. So her mental health was set to the side while they dealt with other cats, seemly, more stressed than her.
I felt claustrophobic just hearing about it.
Now if you had read my original story on Sanosuke, you would know that he and his litter mates had very little human contact, besides getting medical care and being fed. We were warned he was nearly feral.
Now, here I was hearing that she may never be just right, ‘and’ she will need a lot of one-on-one care. ‘And’ she wasn’t very social. ‘And’ she would freak when someone came near her. I thanked the woman for calling me back and hung up.
Then I hunted down Michael and told him the story.
Michael asked what I was going to do. One more kitten would be an expense. But then again cats are very clean and social animals. But this one may be broken. Then he walked away from me…
It took me ten minutes of thinking.
The cats I had for years were from a mama kitty. She was my daughter’s first animal rescue. My daughter was ten years old at that time. I had been very surprised when that little cat gave birth, in the closet, within a month of coming into the house. Her kittens never left my life. The last one, Sandy died at eighteen while I held her.
I grabbed my keys and headed for the car. Michael laughed and called out the door. “Don’t come back without her!”
When I entered Tails, the receptionist looked up and smiled and asked me if, I was there to adopt Hershey?
Laughing I asked, how she knew? She told me Michael had already called and informed them I was coming for her.
I filled out some paperwork while she located someone to help me.
A wonderfully patient volunteer took me in a room to talk. “When you saw, Hershey how did you get along with her? Was she friendly?”
I had to be honest; I haven’t seen her since we adopted Sanosuke and I told her so. I did ask, if Hershey was the kitten that had been staring at me though the glass wall? She had spotted me when I walked in and we had ‘a moment’ through the glass. I cooed. And she stared.
I was told that was her.
Then, I explained that I was taking, Hershey home to her brother.
The woman looked at me quietly and said. “He may not remember her.”
“He will!” I said with a smile. “I have fed and observed feral cats for years. They know a family member when they are reunited.”
I don’t think she believed me…
She was trying to stop me from being disappointed.
When I said, “They just need to be shown to each other gently and with love.”
The interview was over and I finished signing the papers.
Hershey was placed in a room for me to observe her, and allowing me time to change my mind. I was warned not to enter the room. I was told; she would freak due to her history and lack of human contact, and may hurt me or herself. I needed to wait before I entered the room. She had just clawed the technician who brought her to me
I waited a few minutes for the kitten to move away from the door. Then I entered the room.
I sat on the chair and waited.
She hid behind a chair and stared.
She had a look in her eyes similar to the animals on the commercials that have been abused. So sad and scared! I started talking telling her about her brother. She wasn’t listening to me at all.
Cats need to form a bond with humans in order to see them. Otherwise they have eyes only for other cats. Here she was, stuck in a room with a human. And the only other people she knew would grab her and give her medicine and didn’t have time to play.
Carefully I moved the chair she was hiding behind and picked her up. She was stiff and extremely frighten. I started to rock her like a baby, and then she leaned against me without relaxing.
During this time I could hear the sound of the puppies and dogs from the doggie area. I wanted to go see them, but not today.
So many animals calling out for someone to love!
When I brought her home, Michael grabbed the carrier from the care and carefully set it down in the living room.
Tomoe hissed and hid.
Kenshin glared and hid.
PJ walked up and said, hello. When she hissed at him, PJ looked like his feelings were hurt.
Then
Sanosuke, slowly
walked up
to the carrier.
They touched noses, and made happy sounds. She reached through the bars and gentle touched Sano’s head. He rubbed against the cage as she cried loudly from inside. Sanosuke sat and watched, as we set her up in a cage in the living room. He never stopped taking to her!
They remembered each other and both are very happy. We changed her name to Kaoru…
Helping an animal doesn’t mean you have to adopt. You could volunteer, or donate money, or cat and dog crates, or baby blankets or new toys.
If everyone can save just one animal, just one.. Just think how wonderful that would be!
Last night I had washed my hair before going to bed. I was so tired I couldn’t wait for my hair to dry, so I placed a hand towel across my pillow. This morning I crawled out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom. This is what I saw when I came back to bed.
I was able to grab the camera and take pictures without waking up Tomoe. She slept for three hours before she had to hit the litter box. Tomoe owns the bed after I get up. It was very early and I wasn’t ready to get up. She didn’t care.
Then Uriah needed to go.
I resigned myself to the day starting very early and set off outside into the early morning sunshine. Birds screamed at me as I carefully walked around spider webs and newly opened dandelions. Uriah barreled under the pink crabapple blossoms and stepped on the greenish-reddish stalks of unopened peonies. I noticed the Lilac’s flowers were still in the small budding stage in a few more days I will smell their fragrant perfume. I probably won’t bring them indoors, Sano eats everything. I don’t believe they are poisonous to cats. But he will make a mess of them.
When I came back in I noticed the coffee was already brewing. Michael had gotten up when I took Uriah out and set up the coffee pot. In a daze of complete coffee bliss I told Michael he was like a God to me. Bad move! He kept repeating that all day. Very irritating!
Yesterday I had heard on the radio that the Tick season has started in Illinois. Great! Ticks love me! Any Tick, in a ten mile radius, will jump its way on over to me.
Michael thinks it’s hilarious, when Ticks leap from the grass and trees towards me.
We are not amused! Heavy sigh!
Well, yesterday evening I took Uriah for a walk and came back inside. Not thinking about Ticks at all… It was a cool evening, not summer cool but that spring cold where you’re wondering if it will snow by morning, definitely not insect weather. I walked into the kitchen to get a drink of water and noticed a slow moving black bug on my arm. I brushed it into the sink and called Michael to tell me what it was. I didn’t have on my glasses, so it could have been a spider or a piece of dirt. I was surprised he said it was a Tick and quickly washed it down the drain.
I asked him if he could see any more. Arms out, I did slow turn.
Leer, leer! Wink, wink!
“Just look for Ticks!” I grumbled and rolled my eyes.
Michael announced I was Tick free. He was wrong…I was wearing black pants and Ticks love dark colors. I sat down and noticed a shiny little body crawling on my pant leg. Then another and another…Eeek!
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If you’re interested here’s a site about ticks:
Friday Flash 55..
I followed the 55 word story theme from this Blog:
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/04/16/55-rain-is-17/
To this Blog:
http://www.waystationone.com/2010/04/55-traveling-circus-of-idiots.html
To this Blog:
http://g-man-mrknowitall.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-flash-55_15.html
I could keep going. If I do you will never get to
my 55 words… On my Blog:-)
The warm air turned cold. I shivered. The gate squeaked, then quietly clicked shut. I pressed deeper into the shadows and held my breath, hoping it would leave. It dragged its damaged foot across the floor. It knew where I was hiding and stopped directly in front of me. I barely had time to scream! Tulips are blooming, their color is so vibrant. Flowers for Friday
I am not Kate Gosselin
I don’t have eight kids
Really! I don’t! Believe me, I looked!
My divorce was never on the internet
Or television, or in the tabloids
Could have been…
At one point I did a walk-on for Jerry Springer
I was working, installing a sign
Across the street from where they were taping
Up on a building, standing on a ladder..
They asked me to be the jealous girlfriend
Does that count?
If I was Kate Gosselin
I would have a reality show
Dance across the screen
And hit the talk shows…
Wait!
I’m still looking for those eight kids
They have to be around here somewhere!
Uriah told me To stop being silly and Take his picture please
Sanosuke caught a second mouse. I grabbed the camera, but the lighting is very dark. Sorry!
What you didn’t see, was when I tried to take it from him. When I finally got the courage to try and take it away, Sano flipped the mouse right at me.
The mouse theme has ended, for a while at least! Unless I find one waiting for me in my bed..
Surrounded by farm land, and
Open fields of untouched soil
Winter is cold wet and frozen
Spring brings a thaw of rains, and
Flood waters and open creeks
Those swell to streams
And then…they come into the house
One mouse in the house Two mice in the garage Three mice in the barnHow tempting a treat to a cat
Hawk or coyote
In a pet shop
You are worth a couple of dollars
To me your cost is closer to a thousand
To fix the damage, when
You, you tiny rodent
built a condo inside my car
Within the air ducts and around the engine
One mouse in the house Two mice in the garage Three mice in the barnTime for Feisty Sanosuke, Kenshin, and PJ
To play with those Sweet little mice
In the garage,
Furry and fat scamper off my walls
I hear your nails scratching, and
your teeth gnawing
Your days are numbered
One mouse in the house Two mice in the garage Three mice in the barnI have to insist, give up your license
To my car, and my house
Your cash is shredded in this years nest
And plastic is not accepted
So run, run little furry mouse
Sanosuke, Kenshin and PJ want to play,
Tomoe just wants to watch
I will set out sticky traps
And search in every corner
One mouse in the house Two mice in the garage Three mice in the barnAre just one too many mice in my life…
Picture from clip art;