odds and ends

Jack the Cat, a little ocelot marked tabby, who came into our lives, was struck and killed by a car on what has become a busy street behind our house.  I have resisted letting every cat who comes to the back door into the house to stay, but I can't resist it any more.  We have three males who are all neutered who stay in the backyard on the porch most of the time, but seeing little Jack's mangled body has completely changed my mind.

I will get a shovel and a box and pick him up off the jogging path and bury him in our flower bed near a stray tuxedo from Austin who lived with us all over the state until she died of breast cancer and a torty from Sugar Land who found me and produced the best kittens who now live with my parents until she too was struck by a car in the same place as poor little Jack.

Everyone is due shots anyway.  So they are going to the vet for shots, flea medications, and bathes.  I am going to also pick up a water pistol.  One of the males cats, Monroe Moonpie, hates the female Callie Calico so much he frightens her into horrific howling.  They can get a squirt when they squabble.  They hate it but it doesn't hurt them and will stop the fighting.

For some odd reason, I can't get the Houston Chronicle to carry this blog anymore.  It isn't on their list on their on-line edition and it isn't ever recommended reading.  I used to get picked up by the Blog Watch section of the opinion page in the Chronicle regularly, but alas, no more.  Care to ask them why?

My husband had gastric by pass surgery one year ago in March.  He has lost 170 pounds this year since his surgery.

I had knee surgery at the end of this March.  I am still trying to recover.  I have an appointment with the surgeon today.  I probably need more physical therapy.  I still have pain and it still gives out on me.  I may require another surgery or Synvisc injections.  Aging isn't for sissies.

There are other things happening besides politics.  There are many things we need to do this summer, install a new air conditioner, think about new cars, build a shed in the back yard, paint inside the house, find some nice bookcases, read more.

Saw an interesting Ed Harris movie The Third Miracle on cable.

I am reading the first book of the Dexter series by Jeff Lindsay.  My husband is reading The Moviegoer, again.  I can't open the email or pick up the phone without someone shouting about the Democratic Primaries.  I can't keep explaining to people that the television press is so corporate as to not matter.   No more news about preachers and politicians.  The speech that was supposed to denounce the preacher became a speech about race and the preacher has come back for more limelight and a bigger book advance.  Why is the image of victim hood more attractive to media? The Obama campaign isn't about the war or oil prices or insurance--it is about why he didn't leave a church years ago that was so offensive to most Americans?  And now why he can't change the conversation away from the preacher back to the campaign? 

Will he have so much trouble with unpleasant political problems as he has with unpleasant preacher problems?

There is no information in the news.  All of it looks like bad press releases and publicity stunts.   Reminds me of that Russian expression about no news in Izvestia and no truth in Pravda. 

Not one more word about that Disney girl not liking the photos everyone saw and discussed with her and that baseball pitcher and underage country singers.  Way too much ink on young girls singing country music and being inappropriate with adults who were being inappropriate with them.  Not one more picture of an underage girl with fewer clothes--we went through that 30 years ago with Brooke Shields.  Not another news story about baseball drug use and use of underage girls.

Comments

[Anntichrist S. Coulter]

I'm sorry that I haven't said it sooner, but I am so sorry for your loss of your dear Jack. No words can heal a loss that deep and abiding, nothing can replace that kind of love, no other love will ever compare to an animal who has seen into your soul.

Just please know that I am here for you, whenever you need me or want to talk.

All of my love,
Annti