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My pet is purr-fect

Greetings, readers. I’ve had my kitty cat Keekee for 11 plus years now and have enjoyed every moment with her. Alright, I’ll admit, she’s my kid and she’s spoiled rotten. I’m very happy to say that with two vet visits a year (her semi-annual wellness check) she is in remarkably good shape for her age.

Keekee has her daily routine just like any other being on earth. When my alarm goes off in the morning, she knows its time for breakfast. I say let’s go get it and she runs to the kitchen where her plate is. Around 11:30 she gets antsy for her dinner and that’s her second and final helping of moist food for the day. She also enjoys every morning what I call the bottom-of-the-saucer-full-of-milk.

Keekee also has many habits. She loves to sleep on my bed, look out the window for birdies, and play ball. When she’s feeling frisky she will find one of those balls and swat it around with her foot like a hockey player with a puck. She also knows exactly when I am leaving. As soon as she sees me putting on my coat or packing my book bag she goes somewhere and pouts. When I’m in Maine, she clings to Rebecca and sheds like crazy. My Maine trip is her least favorite time of the year.

She does seem to be able to tell time. If I am up too late at night, she will come out, stare me right in the face, as if to say, why are we still up?

Recently I’ve given thought about what is going to happen when Keekee is no longer with me. That will be an extremely sad day and one I am not looking forward to. I’ve had pets all of my life and I know what it is like to lose one. Will I take the plunge and get another cat? Or perhaps a small dog? Odds are yes. Where I’m living now there is not much green grass where I could let a dog run free and do its business. So I think a cat would be the way to go. But would I ever be as lucky to get a kitten as mild-mannered, well-trained, and purr-fectly spunky as my Keekee? I doubt it. I would either be allergic to the new animal or find out that its temperament is so much different from my current pet.

When I moved out of my parents house, I swore I wasn’t going to have another animal. My ex-wife and I had a pet, a wonderful dog named Sassy. I missed out on most of her life after the marriage ended and they moved to California. When I was informed by my ex-wife that Sassy had passed away, I immediately burst into tears. I wasn’t looking to have a pet when I moved into this apartment building. The Lord though had other plans. A woman who was moving out of the building had this 6-month old kitten who she rescued from the side of the road, and asked me of all people if I wanted a free pet. I took the chance and have been glad I did every day since. I expect I will have many more years ahead with Keekee but only the Lord knows.

For those of you who have not seen a picture of Keekee, here she is:

Keekee

Until next week, have a fantastic weekend, take care, and happy reading.

Top ten lists of things to discuss other than politics

Greetings, readers. I am absolutely fed up with all of the mud-slinging political ads on TV, as well as the news reports about how each candidate is better than the other. Local and state races are bad enough. Please, don’t get me started on Mrs. Clinton and Mr. Trump! Grrr.

Here’s a list of other topics I talk to my friends about. They’ll be in no particular order this time around. Here we go.

#10. Pets. [I know I can talk about my kitty-cat Keekee for hours, and I like to hear other people talk about their beloved animals.]

#9. Talk to a friend over coffee if that friend is having difficulties. [Sometimes talking about our problems with someone who cares can help a lot. And it helps to remember that the world is bigger than politics, even elections on the national level.]

#8. Talk about the weather. [Sunshine, stormy or in between, everyone has some weather. And some people are still recovering from last week’s hurricane Matthew. They definitely have more to talk about than the candidates.]

#7. Chat about sports. [With so many different games, so many teams, in so many cities, there can be hours of avid conversation.]

#6. Discuss your favorite cars {old or new}. [Not everyone gets into cars like I do, but a lot of people have vehicles. It is fun to compare driving experiences, horsepower, styles, and colors.]

#5. Rant about your boss or co-workers. [First though, be sure they can’t hear you!]

#4. Talk about the latest technologies. [There are so many shiny new things, and they are so exciting.]

#3. Chat about a trip you once took. [A change of locale, different food, maybe a different language and culture; all these can be part of an interesting conversation.]

#2. Tell your friend about a dream you had. [Everyone can relate. Almost everyone has a weird dream they can remember and share.]

#1. Console someone who just lost a loved one. [This will really bring things into perspective. A bunch of politicians yelling at each other means nothing at this moment. Our connection to one another is so much more important.]

Well, there you go; my list of topics to talk about other than politics. Do chime in with your list if you want to, here or on Facebook. Until next week, have a great weekend, take care and happy reading.

From Rebecca: Pets and animals

First an update on Joe and Keekee. Joe is at camp and enjoying it a lot. He told me it rained yesterday, so no fishing during the storm, or after while the water was churned up. He took a pontoon boat out on the lake today. He sounds like he is having a blast. Keekee is doing well too. She seemed a little less clingy to me today than I expected. Usually when Joe is at camp, this week she is on my arm like glue. She did rub up on my sleeve so that I would pet her (which I did) and leave some cat hair there, but she also had periods of time where she curled up to sleep too.

Keekee is the closest thing to having a pet for me right now. I see her every week when I work with Joe. She is a sweet cat, when she isn’t crying for Joe to feed her while he is dictating his blog. During the year, I interact with her, but it is usually in small doses, when she comes over for a head rub. She sometimes runs around the apartment, going from the kitchen to the livingroom window, to the bathroom. Zoom, zoom. We never know what sets her off, she just does it. Then she’ll stop for a bit, before doing it again.

Both my husband, Darren, and I had pets in the past – well, our parents had pets. Mostly outdoor cats, though my family had a few dogs over the years too. Neither of us has had pets ourselves, and we probably won’t. We like animals, but for some reason we agree that we don’t want any pets, even if we didn’t live in an apartment building. They are a lot of work and responsibility.

I do love pictures of animals. I will see a photo on the internet of animals doing something cute, or sweet, or unusual, and I will take a picture of it with my phone to show Darren. On Twitter, there is a page called Strange Animals, which, as you can tell from the name, has odd-looking animals from around the world; I share a lot of those with Darren.

Well, I gotta go. I’ll post again on Friday. As Joe would say, take care and happy reading.

R.I.P. to a faithful friend

Greetings, readers. I got some very sad news this past Sunday morning in a text from my ex-wife Georgia. Our beloved pup Sassy, a cocker-spaniel and shih tzu mix that we commonly referred to as our four-legged daughter, passed away at age 10. The news hit me very hard. When I posted a mini R.I.P. on my Facebook page, I actually cried. Although I only knew her the first few years of her life, she took to me right away and in many ways became a daddy’s girl. When she needed to go for a walk, who did she come to and sit in front of? That’s right, me.

I feel bad missing out on most of her life, but things happened and Georgia and my paths had to part. From time to time I would contact Georgia and I would always ask how Sassy was. She and Ted also recently lost another four-legged friend, Cooper. So my heart definitely goes out to them; too many losses too quickly.

I know that when my kitty-cat Keekee goes to that big scratching post in the sky, I will be devastated. I know exactly how Georgia feels. I was the one who had to tell our vet to put my parents’ dogs to sleep due to cancer. Believe me readers, losing a pet is like losing a part of the family. In many ways they really are like little kids.

“Sassy, you were a good girl and daddy will always love you.”

 

Sassy, a cocker-spaniel and shih tzu mix, at age three or four.
Sassy, a cocker-spaniel and shih tzu mix, at age three or four.

 

Until Friday, have a good couple of days, take care, and happy reading.

Keekee’s ordeal

Hi everyone. I just thought I’d write a post to you today about Keekee’s ordeal from Monday the 6th. My poor little kitten had four teeth that needed removed, so on the public bus system we went bright and early at 8:30. We arrived at the vet’s office by 9 as scheduled, Keekee was weighed in at a little over 13 pounds in her carrier, and then it was time for us to sit and wait for our turn.

It has always been my habit to put a towel over her carrier when I take her there just in case there is a big dog that might scare her. After about ten minutes, the vet tech came out and took us to the examination room.

Keekee obviously didn’t want to come out of her carrier but she was tempted with a treat. After a quick once-over, the technician explained what was going to happen and when I could expect to get a call from them. She said if you don’t hear from us by 3:00, call us.

Well folks, 3:00 came and went without a call. So I got on the horn at 3:30 and was told that she was just about to go in. Dental surgeries are scheduled last in the day. I thought to myself after I hung up, why did we have to be there at 9 in the morning? Oh, well. I was asked to call back around 5 or 5:30, which I did.  I was told that she was just coming out of surgery but might need some extra time to wake up fully. A friend drove me out to the vet to pick up Keekee. Unfortunately, the poor girl took longer to come out of her anesthesia than expected. So we had to wait. Luckily a Denny’s restaurant was just across the street. My friend and I took the opportunity for a coffee and a snack.

When I finally got my cat home, she stumbled out of the cat carrier woozy from the anesthesia and plopped herself down on the floor, not really wanting to move. After only a couple of hours though, she seemed to snap out of it and regain her balance. Much to my surprise, she was actually hungry for some soft food.

It has been well-documented that some people, especially those without children, think of their pets as their kids. I, a 46-year-old single man, am one of those people. For those of you that like the stories about my kitty-cat, I invite you to leave comments or questions, to which I will respond. As always, have a great day and watch for more blog posts very soon.

Life with Keekee, my kitty

For over five years now, I have enjoyed my kitty cat named Keekee. She will be six years old in March and I’ve had her for almost all of her life. She is a domestic house cat with a calico color scheme. She belonged to a woman who lived in the apartment building and when she moved out she couldn’t take Keekee with her. At first, thinking I was going to be deathly allergic, I wasn’t certain if this all was going to work out. It seems, however, that Keekee and I were made for one another. A perfect fit. We have our little rituals such as her daily treats and her evening milk twice a week.

I got some distressing news a little while back that my girl will have to have some teeth extracted. It’s going to be a little on the expensive side but she’s worth it. As I have told her many times, she’s the best little kitty in the whole kitty kingdom. One day quite soon I shall endeavor to put a picture on this site to show her off.

It’s funny how time flies, for it seems like I got her just yesterday. Cats do seem to have long lives, some in excess of 15 years or more. Odds are she will be my buddy for many more years to come.