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Simon and my (his now) TY baby

Simon and my (his now) TY baby


This is my buddy. Both daughters are gone and the eldest one cannot have Simon live with her right now so he is still with me. He has been clawing the furniture a little too much but he is basically a good cat and sometimes he will sleep with me–nice when it is cold. He keeps me company and I try to play with him but we are running out of “meeces” toys. Note:  I have one cat so please don’t call me the cat lady just yet.


My blog is about to take a turn of sorts and I apologize if there are details that might cause one to turn away. I have delayed my other blog a bit because this is nagging at me something awful. I have mentioned this topic before but barely–definitely not in so much detail.


Sometimes things need to be said. 🙂 I do not know why this keeps coming up but I must deal with it. Have a great day/night and try not to judge me too harshly. 😉

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What I am about to write blows my mind. I really try to see the good in people and when I see bad, it shocks me. I still can’t believe what has happened. Please love others…love people who don’t love you…love people who do love you…and love from your heart not because you are told to. No matter what you believe about religion; no matter what you believe is right or wrong; think about others. And, whatever you believe, don’t judge others…don’t think you are better…please.


The following is not meant to hurt anyone or to degrade anyone. I see people as one color and I have learned to see the person and not the religion or if there is no religion. I have learned to respect people even when they differ from me. I listen with my heart. I have gone through a great deal to humble myself before others and to tell you the truth, what has happened hurts me to no end. I write this because of the injustices in the world…in case someone can relate to what I say and become a better person. That’s my intention.



A lady friend who attends my church, a person I considered a good friend, called me today, well, Tuesday. She wanted to tell me about last week’s sermon—I haven’t been able to be at church in a while. She didn’t attend last week from what I understand but two other ladies called her to tell her about the sermon. I can only guess now how that went. I had no clue what she was about to tell me. Please listen to my story. It is important. I cannot attest to what was actually said at church but I can tell you what I was told and what my reaction was.


It seems that the minister was speaking on relationships (I’m guessing at this point) when he reportedly said, “We should love Black people and we should love Muslims.” The lady who called me asked what I thought about this. I was waiting for more because I didn’t understand. I said we should love everyone and that I didn’t know what she wanted me to say. She proceeded to tell me that she understood about loving Black people but Muslims…(a question in her voice)…that they started the wars and some other stuff. I thought a minute. I couldn’t believe I was hearing what I was hearing. There was a long a pause. I didn’t know exactly what to say but I asked her if she really wanted to know my opinion and she agreed.


I said that those Muslims she was referring to are people and so are Black people. I said Islam is a religion and that the religion does not call for hatred or killing and that if she was referring to what is happening in the Mideast right now that most Muslims want peace—here and abroad. I went off on my tangent of how we should love all people especially as Christians…that Jesus didn’t judge others…that the Bible tells us he associated with tax collectors and prostitutes but he didn’t find fault with them and he didn’t make himself better. I talked about how some Christians hate more than so many other people and they should go back and read about the teachings of Jesus because he taught us love not hate.


This went on for quite a while because I wanted to be clear about my feelings. If I am going to be ostracized (and I told her this) then I wanted to make sure people understood my stance. I talked about some atheists I know who I consider to be more knowledgeable about the Bible than a lot of my Christian friends and that I respected them more because they don’t spew hate and those feelings they are better than everyone else. There are some who do, but I was trying to make a point.


I have dislikes and my big dislike is when people don’t respect others. I have been accused lately of arguing. I used to like to argue but I don’t now. Imagine having someone call you wanting you to be on their side in hating someone. That is unfathomable to me. I may have lost a friend today/yesterday. I could have remained quiet—not said anything—kept the status quo…but that wasn’t going to happen. I had to speak up. It’s not ok to hate people or divide people. I don’t care if you are Black, White, Green, Purple, or Pink—poky—dot. You can believe in the toothfairy, and worship trees, or be an atheist…it’s fine with me because I don’t need to give you approval and I don’t need your approval for what I believe. I would rather stand with an atheist who respects me than to stand with a person who calls themselves a Christian but hates others–no disrespect to any atheists. Jesus said to love–period. Even if you don’t believe Jesus was the Son of God, think of what he was trying to say. My life is my witness. If I don’t love, who am I?


At the end of the conversation I apologized for coming across a little strong but that I was not sorry for what I believe. I wanted her to know I was willing to sacrifice anything and everything for my beliefs. I told her about my neighbor who has gone along and has been telling stuff about me and that I will survive. I was trying to allow her to say her goodbyes. She actually thanked me for what I said. She didn’t say she agreed with me but she said she needed to hear my words and that she would think about them.


I could have chosen to be silent but I didn’t. I could have chosen to speak eloquently but I didn’t. I chose the harder path. I don’t know if she will go back and tell anyone and it doesn’t matter. I wanted to be clear so in case she did. I didn’t want to confront this but when it comes for me I will not back down because I believe we all deserve respect and if we do not show love and respect for others, we cannot expect love and respect in return.


People are a lot like cats. We are different colors. We like different things but we are all the same species. And…we are all beautiful. So, if you dislike someone…ask yourself why. If someone makes you feel uncomfortable, face whatever it is. Don’t let differences define hatred. Hatred is a passion people learn. Love is a passion that embraces. For some, there is more power in hate than there is in love but we all can condition ourselves to love passionately. I know because I have done it. I have watched people lose hatred for others. I have also watched as hatred eats away at all that is good. May we treat others as we would like to be treated. 🙂


Happy Gardening! 🙂

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I first heard this song at Rock Eagle 4-H Center in the early 1970s with my church youth group. It touches my heart today as much as it did back then but maybe more so since Frank died. I can’t sing it without crying. 😀 I’m such a wuss but that’s ok.

~ 😀 ~

It’s one of those days where things are not just right. I played this on the computer and Simon came to snuggle with me (remember, Simon doesn’t snuggle 😉 ). He knows.

May your gardens be rooting in eternal happiness!

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Simon is 3 years old today. 


Happy Birthday, Simon!


May you have many more! 😀

Simon says, “Happy Scratching!” 

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Once there were 4 plus a cat…now there are 2 and a cat…

The previous posting was about the large portrait of my G-GF. Before the daughter moved this past weekend, she and I went through the house inventory of furniture (and the portraits and such) so I would know what she wants to keep down the road—I want to know who wants what so there is no bickering later on. Believe it or not, she wants the portrait because of ties to my family—a stark contrast to the timid child of years ago but a mature one wanting to keep things that have been passed down through the generations. It is sometimes difficult holding on to so much memories—each piece has a tale to tell.


It was a long weekend for the move—first, extra long and then very tiring. Not everything fit in or on top of the car but she moved the essentials…enough to know that she is not here now. The strings have been loosened as she begins her journey. I wish her all of the happiness in the world! I cannot second guess this decision and can only give encouraging comments, my thoughts if it were me, and then be there when things do not go the way that is planned. Parenting is tough sometimes 😉 . I thought it would get easier but in fact, at times, it is much harder.


Conversely, this was the first time Simon was left on his own for more than several hours. He was so glad to see us when we returned. He is staying close to make sure we don’t leave again…well, not in the really near future. 😀


Things change. We change. Life changes. May we all have a center, a focus, that never changes 🙂 . Happy Gardening in all of your endeavors and most importantly…all of your journey! 😀


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We got Simon 2 years ago this coming February. He is part of the family—our family. He is still into things and that will never change. He still loves boxes and seems to want to fit into the smallest. I am legally his owner but my oldest daughter is his real “parent.” I can do everything for him but he shows allegiance to her. We think it is because he sees her as his equal 😀 . He will sleep next to me now and will sometimes get into my lap—not often but sometimes. He likes to sit on my pillow and just be close to me. Strange behavior for a cat who is a touch-me-not!



The mornings that I take a shower he goes with me and sits on HIS towel waiting for me to finish. The moisture helps his sinuses and believe it or not, he will wait patiently until I am through. We have come a long way since he first arrived 😀 ! I remember when he would not do this. But, he is still master of this house. All who have cats know what I mean by this. I truly do not know what we would have done without Simon this year. He has greatly touched our lives.


For Christmas, I got Simon one of those “mouses” that has a string. When pulled, it vibrates across the floor. He has gone through a few of these—the string comes out… And, believe it or not, he by himself, can pull the string by holding the mouse in his mouth and front paws and pulling the string with his back paws. Rather than take the mouse out of the packaging I just gave him the whole thing… Guess what. The mouse disappeared—I found him later in the living room…the mouse.


Simon loves puzzles—figuring out how things work. That is why he is so intrigued by water coming out of the faucet and going down the drain. He also likes to take steal my pencil and I joke about how he must want to write me a note to tell me what he wants. There are so many more things he does and we love him to death—like I said—he is part of the family…he IS family. Nothing is going to change that.


Simon says…Happy Scratching and may your day be as bright as his! Take care!!! 😀


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Troubles ahead

Simon… Simon has been very sick. We took him to the vet Friday but he is not much better. Please think about him–I don’t want anything to happen. He is not his happy bouncy self. He spends all of his time curled up next to me.

Simon about 2 weeks ago feeling better and wanting to be photographed.


Girls… The youngest is having extreme problems with her lung and respiratory issues. Allergies are awful since we haven’t had much cool weather and no frost. The oldest is also suffering from respiratory problems and other things due to family bumps in the road. And, we are all concerned about Simon.


As for my dr appt… The appointment did not go well. First he said he didn’t know what to do; then, he wanted me to go to the Mayo clinic but my insurance will not cover it; so now, he is sending me for more blood tests and to a vascular doctor. The tests will check for lupus and there is an ANA antibody test. I’m almost sure that nothing will show up. I have been trying to find out what is going on for so long and if there is anything that can be done to help. The doctors in the same department cannot agree on things. I give up.


I hope your day is blessed beyond measure. Happy Gardening! 😀


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He has mellowed—Thank Goodness! He still suffers from headaches—he has sinus issues like the rest of us and sits in the bathroom sometimes when we take showers. I have mentioned this before. Lately, he has been lying down beside me in the living room each morning—lying on his back while I rub his head. At times he will take both paws and pull my hand closer to his head to give more pressure.

Simon half asleep (with eyes open)


Simon is not a cat to lie on his back but he does more so now—I think so his sinus will drain. One of HIS windows has a pallet in front of it so he can lie on his back and nap while he watches the birds—who is spoiled? He reminds me of an otter the way he does this.


Then there is his newest craze…pulling the toilet bowl brush and its storage caddy out. He then proceeds to pull out the brush and leave it in the middle of the bathroom floor. I kid you not! The fireplace mantel is devoid of most collectibles and such because Simon sits there and taunts us. We find that if we ignore him, he doesn’t act out as much but it takes a lot of patience. He is still a cutie and we love him!


Have a great day and Happy Scratching!


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This is a photo of the famed cat in our family when I was growing up—who was more than just a cat. His name was Charlie Brown.

Charlie Brown

Not long after I came home from the hospital when I was 10, our calico cat named Callie had kittens. She liked to sleep with me, particularly under the covers, and my mom was scared she would have the kitties there in the bed. It was tough trying to keep her out. Not long afterwards, she gave birth to 3 beautiful kitties—Charlie Brown, Linus, and Lucy who we called Lucy Locket. They were very special kitties and had a beautiful dad named… Sweet Violet. Sweet Violet was left on our doorstep by a family friend (head shake). My mom usually named the cats and named this one thinking HE was a SHE. I don’t have a photo of him but he was smoky and white—absolutely no stripes.

There are many funny stories I want to tell about Charlie Brown. He was the closest thing to a brother I had. He thought he was PEOPLE. But his dad, Sweet Violet…

My great aunt (who was like my grandmother after my GM died) was staying with us for a while she was recovering from something. Sweet Violet wanted to go outside. My aunt went to the door and called the cat, “Violet, Violet.” The cat would not budge. She refused to call a male cat “SWEET.” She tried and tried with no results. As soon as she said, “Come on Sweet Violet,” up he ran out of the door.

May our lives be beautifully blessed by our kitties and pets and may you have a wonderful day in the garden of life! Happy Gardening and Simon says, “Happy Scratching!”


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