Cats versus Dogs

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Happy Mothers’ Day to all the moms around the world!

I’m ‘cat sitting’ for the next couple of days while my girlfriend and her family go on a cruise. I’ve watched these cats before and they know who I am. I’m the one who feeds them. They no longer run away from me because I’m a stranger. As a matter of fact, every time I go to the house, the cats immediately go their food bowls waiting for Lois to feed them!

I go twice a day. At seven in the morning and around five at night. That has been their schedule their entire lives. (Well, not really. My friend gets up at four to feed them and then goes back to bed, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to do that so seven it is.)

The reason I bring this up is because my husband is not the animal lover that I am. We had our dog for thirteen years, so he is aware of the care needed for a pet. But, he’s never had or liked cats before. When I leave to take care of them, he rolls his eyes as if to say, “I can’t believe you’re doing this.” But he doesn’t say it, but I know!!!

We are having some major storms in Texas today. We’re flooding like crazy with lightning, thunder and funnel clouds. On Mother’s Day, I dragged myself out of bed and drove through the flooded streets to feed the cats. It was really bad out there and I was scared. Fortunately, there was hardly anyone on the road. The cats rubbed along my feet while I prepared their meals. When they were done eating, as only cats do, I was dismissed.

I left and it looked better. I went home a different route, where I know the streets have a better drainage system. When I got home, my husband was waiting in the garage, glaring at me. He was livid! He heard me leave and got up and turned on the news to watch the weather. A funnel cloud had been spotted about five miles from my friend’s house, didn’t I know that?? Uh, no. There’s storms all around us. I tried to explain that these kitties needed to eat. They’ve known this routine since they were young and both have sensitive stomachs. Once again I was treated with the eye roll.

Let’s just say, but husband doesn’t get cats…

Perspective

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I don’t know about you, but there are some things I find so humbling. What do I mean? Thinking about what I was going to write about this morning, I had it all planned out. It was a big event for my family; the purchase of a new (well, new to us) vehicle. We traded in our beloved but ‘going down hill really fast’ 1999 car.

But yesterday, while I was talking to a friend and his wife who have been going through a really rough patch in their life, suddenly stopped the conversation because of concerns of the pet. I later found out, their beloved pet of eight years, had a seizure and died in their arms. My heart broke into tiny pieces over the news.

Not able to have children and even those who do have children, pets are a part of our family. We lost our Indiana Jones over five years ago and have yet to get another pet. I want to, but my husband doesn’t want to go through the pain of watching them pass on. But I remember the love and joy they bring.

Also, I want to wish better luck to my friends. Her mother passed away the day after Thanksgiving; he lost his job of fifteen years on Friday and now they lost their pet on Saturday. Things can only get better. May God Bless.

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I want a dog so badly, it hurts! My husband refuses to have another one after going through the experience of putting our beloved Indiana Jones down after thirteen and half years of joy. All he remembers is the tears we cried as we said goodbye. We had let him live too long; he was crippled with arthritis and had lost most of his hair. He was a stoic dog; his hearing and vision was intact and he hadn’t lost control of his bladder. But that day, our wedding anniversary mind you, he howled non stop and we knew he was in pain. He had led a good life.

It’s been four years. The house is too quiet with everyone going their separate ways. I miss going for a walk with a dog. When I would walk Indy, I met some really nice people and he loved everyone of them. I knew my neighborhood and the gossip. I still walk the neighborhood but people don’t talk to you if you are by yourself. They wave, but that’s about it.

I think I’ll take the advice of my one neighbor….just go get one!

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I am totally stressed out! I mentioned that I have been taking care of my friend’s two cats. She has been gone now for close to 11 days. This means getting up early because the cats have to be fed by seven at the latest and then back again at four. They are cute and fun but I feel so guilty when I’m leaving. Two sets of big green eyes staring at me soulfully while I lock up the door. I just don’t have that much time to give to them.

Then my notebook died. Granted it was old and a gift from my sister, but still. I hate when things break down. I had been writing for close to two hours and saved the document every now and then when all of a sudden, my screen went black. I think I hyperventilated at that point. Taking deep breaths to calm myself down, I tried to reboot it and nothing happened, I let it sit for a while and I glared at it (like that would help, right?) and then went to use my daughter’s laptop also a present from my sister.  Two hours later, I tried again and the message read that windows is not able to start and then I got a blue screen and then black. We really didn’t want to buy a new notebook because we have had a lot of unexpected car bills but it’s been three years since I’ve had a new computer.

My husband graciously took me to Best Buy on Saturday and I picked out one of the least expensive models but they only sell Windows 8. I haven’t been paying much attention to the new technology like I normally would since I no longer work as a Help Desk Analyst. BIG mistake! I am so lost and all I did was panic. It took me three hours to install Office. I’m thinking how long will it take to install everything else? So this is my Sunday duties so that I can be up and running by Monday.  By the way, I lost five pages of writing. 🙁

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It’s Mother’s Day and I’m ready to go back to bed to start over! I am ‘cat’ watching my friend’s two cats while she is on a much needed vacation. The one cat, is a senior female and it very ‘cat’ like; aloof. The other cat is a young male who is very outgoing and friendly. He eats everything and I mean everything. Problem is, you have to watch what he eats because he has food allergies.

I started watching them on Saturday night and the senior cat ate a little and then ran upstairs and hid. I waited for her to maybe come back down but she never did. I put her food away.

This morning, I tried to feed her and she sniffed the food and ran back upstairs and wouldn’t come down. I waited patiently but nothing. Now I’m worried. I’m used to watching dogs who eat all the time. I love animals and I don’t want anything to happen to her on my watch! For the record, the other cat is fine!

I came home, stubbed my toe and it hurts! I went to print an article and my NEW printer isn’t working. I went to go back to bed and it’s one of the few times my husband has made our bed. He did it for me because it’s Mother’s Day. I guess getting more sleep is not on the agenda for today!

Friday night, my family went to the neighboring town to watch the Drum and Bugle Corp perform which was very touching. A lot of the musicians/fireman came from the town of West, where there had been that deadly explosion. Barely a dry eye in the crowd.  While I sat there, a lady came up to me and asked, “Aren’t you Lois Kasznia? I just loved your book, Play for Me.”  I nearly fell off of my chair. I thanked her again and again.

To all the mom’s out there…Happy Mother’s Day!

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This has been some week! Between Boston, West, TX and the flooding in the midwest, it certainly has tried our nation’s souls. I think Friday was the most tense day, following the search for suspect number 2. I found myself riveted to the television watching the play by play. Granted, I should have been working but the phone kept ringing asking me for updates from friends who did not have access to the television.

Here is Dallas, I watch a local news station because I really like all of their anchors. I also follow them on Facebook.They recently hired a new part time weather forecaster who is a young, energetic and a bright person. The first week she was here, she was criticized for being a little overweight which I thought was terrible. She is only in her upper twenties and was very hurt by that person’s remarks. I friended her on Facebook to tell her not to let those kind of remarks get to her because people can say such nasty things. You know, author? Book reveiws?

She usually works the weekend shift and on Saturdays, they have a segment on animals for adoption. She loves animals and is usually very good with them. This Saturday, there was a Siamese cat who didn’t want anything to do with anybody. You know how cats can get if they don’t want to be held. This one didn’t want any part of her and clawed at her getting his claws caught onto her necklace. She tried to untangle his claw and he ended up biting her. She smiled through the whole ordeal and you could see she was holding back her tears. Granted this is live TV! You wouldn’t believe the number of comments on her Facebook page criticizing her on how she handled the situation. Why can’t people abide by the old motto, if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say it?