Seen on the street in Kyiv.

Words of Advice:

"If Something Seems To Be Too Good To Be True, It's Best To Shoot It, Just In Case." -- Fiona Glenanne

“The Mob takes the Fifth. If you’re innocent, why are you taking the Fifth Amendment?” -- The TOFF *

"Foreign Relations Boil Down to Two Things: Talking With People or Killing Them." -- Unknown

“Speed is a poor substitute for accuracy.” -- Real, no-shit, fortune from a fortune cookie

"If you believe that you are talking to G-d, you can justify anything.” — my Dad

"Colt .45s; putting bad guys in the ground since 1873." -- Unknown

"Stay Strapped or Get Clapped." -- probably not Mr. Rogers

"The Dildo of Karma rarely comes lubed." -- Unknown

"Eck!" -- George the Cat

* "TOFF" = Treasonous Orange Fat Fuck, A/K/A Dolt-45,
A/K/A Commandante (or Cadet) Bone Spurs,
A/K/A El Caudillo de Mar-a-Lago, A/K/A the Asset., A/K/A P01135809

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Caturday; the Aftermath

Now that the needful is done and I've done some cleaning, I'm OK, mostly.

It was obvious that it was Jake's time. Any longer would have been only so I could have more time. He was clearly uncomfortable and likely in some pain. No regrets.

My car has a lot of cat gear in it that will go to the shelter in a couple of hours. They'll use what they can and sell what they can't in their second-hand shop.

If you want to make a memorial gift, you can go here and click on the yellow "donate" button, or you can send a check to FPAC, P.O. Box 45, Farmington, MO 63640. Like all such shelters, they're almost always on the ragged edge financially.

My home feels empty. There isn't another presence in it. I have a longish trip coming up and, while my preference is to not adopt another cat until I return, I make no guarantees.

But as to almost everything else, my Give-A-Shit tank is empty. On the issues of the day, expect to see little, if anything, on this blog for awhile.

5 comments:

Paul W said...

A week after Tehya passed away, on Halloween night, I heard a little kitteh cry for love and food outside my apartment door.

this little tuxedo kitteh, more hungry than afraid, asking for a treat. So I went and got some cat food and found out she was soliciting for a quartet of hungry kittehs.

but she came back. well, she and a grey male tabby who was an abandoned (he had been neutered but no clipped ear so he wasn't a TNR). but she was the one who wiggled for me and let me pet her, so after a month I let her in to my apartment, and she liked it, so I took her to the vet for adopting.

I didn't think I would get another cat again, after the heartbreak of losing Tehya (and losing Page earlier), but there she was in my life again.

Her and the six kittehs she gave birth to on Super Bowl Sunday during the Seahawks-Broncos debacle.

Deadstick said...

Don't worry, misfit...we'll be waiting for you.

OldAFSarge said...

We'll be here.

Again, condolences.

The New York Crank said...

Clearly you gave Jake a good life. You comforted him as best you could at the end. Condolences and may the hurt heal fast and the empty spot fill in.

The New York Crank

Grog said...

My regrets, Misfit, this is never easy, but as you said, it was Jake's time. He had a good life with you.