Purr-fection

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Roxie Practices Her Balancing Act Atop Jean Claude's Back

I’m watching an old re-run of “Monk,” the detective so wonderfully portrayed by actor Tony Shaloub, who had a keen sense of perfection. We are all in some ways victims of our need to be perfect. Of course nothing is perfect except God. But we have moments so close, Ah so much to live for, experience, enjoy and share. For me it’s those just right summer days, time spent with friends and family, a hug, sharing a joke with a good friend, a summer night outdoor jazz concert, great co-workers, that last bit of a chocolate shake and of course watching Roxie and Jean Claude romp outdoors…those moments so precious…so great -full. Let me your idea of perfecction (sp).

Roxie’s Prissy, Pissy ,Protest

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Don’t read this is you have qualms about cats…ah..habits. Tuesday morning, Miss Roxie, the Japanese bobtail, peed on my comforter. Then she peed on my spread. Naturally, I became quite angry and then I was concerned. Another urinary tract infection?? Naw… She was clearly just pissed. The solution …another litter box…there are now two litter boxes in my basement. Roxie is again content. There is peace.

Fireworks and Peace

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Roxie and Jean Claude spent their holiday weekend at CCL’s house. For whatever reason Roxie would not let CCL sleep. She meowed and howled all night for several nights and snuck outside several times to CCL’s dismay. In addition, Jean Claude also seemed to be a bit naughty – but then did what most males do and went to his cave. I paid a visit to CCL’s yesterday and it seemed things had calmed down. According to CCL the other fireworks didn’t seem to bother them.

A Drink From A Certain Fountain

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There is an old “Twilight Zone” episode, “A Drink From A Certain Fountain” in which a man wishing to impress his younger wife takes a youth enhancing drug to most interesting consequences. Recently I had the opportunity to visit with friends, there was wine but also afterwards it felt like I had been slipped a mental “Mickey.” Dizzy and a bit disoriented I went to CCL’s house where I took a quick nap. Still, today trying to regain my composure. I guess the lesson is to always be careful from whose cup you drink. Encouragement, mental support and love are served up by friends but not always As humans we sometimes serve up confusion, discouragement, complaint and maybe envy. Always forgivenss is the answer – then it is also up to us to whether we want to take what someone suggests or infers about us with a grain of salt.

So now…

I’m up to 2.5 cats. Cats are interesting creatures. I miss JC and Roxie. Azeena has had to keep them b/c I’ve been working like a mad woman. I have gone to visit them, but they are clearly giving me the message, we’re through with you. However, now I have a cat that I feed. The cat actually belongs to the neighbors but he comes and goes and now waits for me on my porch. He meows at me and waits for his food. The funny thing is that I had this bag of special urinary tract food that my cats wouldn’t eat. I thought, oh Tiger will eat that but he hated it too. Even if you are hungry don’t accept just anything that gets thrown your way.