Pfffit vs. Groomer

 

From the window of "Purrrfect Grooming",  Gretta groaned as Mrs. Hick lugged a heavy animal carrier containing Pfffit to her store to be groomed. 

Gretta was not happy.

At the previous grooming, Pfffit had attacked her when Gretta tried to clip Pfffit's claws.  Even though the harness had been tied securely to the table, Gretta was scratched severely which required stitches.  Gretta shivered at the memory.

Mrs. Hick had covered the cost of the injury and work time lost, of course. Mortified, Mrs. Hick made many promises.

When the door opened, Gretta greeted Mrs. Hick kindly.  Mrs. Hick anxiously assured her that Pfffit had eaten all the medicated meal served at lunch time.  At that, Gretta lifted a woozy Pfffit, which weakly batted a paw at Gretta.  Ah, my nemesis...we meet again on a field of battle. 

In fifteen minutes flat, Pfffit was back in the cage and driven away. Mrs. Hick had paid a three figures for the grooming, but it was worth every single penny.

Gretta whistled as she counted out the bills.

 Pet groomers are to be admired. We had to take our son's cat Scuba to be groomed, and there were 3 monstrous dogs (really big) in their large dog set up. Placed on a high shelf and secured, Scuba did the cat thing, relaxed and purred. No problem.

This is a Wed. Words from 2012. 

  

A Boy and his Cat

Mom said I made a mess in the kitchen.  That I tracked in grass and mud. 

            Well, boy, you did actually make a mess.  You always make a mess when you wear your wellies.

But, Midnight, we had to walk through the tall grass to get to the tall tree.  And there was mud, so we had to walk in it.

        But, boy.  You did not just walk in the mud.  You stomped in the mud.  See, I have to clean my fur!

She yelled at me.  She said, “You are seven years old, and should know better than to….”  But, I stopped listening, so I don’t know what she said next.

        Yes, boy.  You should know better.  I am only three, and I know not to make a mess!

Midnight, you’re a cat.  Cats are different.  They don’t wear wellies.

        Yes, boy, we are different.  WE don’t splash in mud.  Oh, look!  The woman is opening the door!  She has…

Mum! Biscuits! I promise, I will be careful next time.

        No, boy.  You will not be more careful, but  the mother knows that.

 

 

Aw, well, so.

 

Aw, so, ye caught me, yer ol’ man and ol’ wit ruby cheeks.

 

Too many pints of Harp. Faded memories, I dinna know wha' dey were.

 

Send me your laughter , lass.  Give me a kiss and take flight wit yer fairy wings. 

Ah, girl, do ye have any tobac for me píope??  

 

 Aw, well, so.                                                                                                                                             

      On wi’ ye.

 

 

 

The underlined words are the Wed. Words, first started by Delores, back in 2016. She handed off the baton onto volunteers. This one is from 12 years ago. We lived in Ireland in the mid-80s and the language 

He leadeth me...

 

Psalms 23 is one of the most powerful praises which speaks through its unique poetry in that it came from our Father God. It words are simple, but meaningful. Did you recite this when you were young? 

Psalms 23  speaks to everyone across the ages.

  

This woman recites this praise after decades of living it and loving each word.

 Do you still recite Psalms 23 now and then?

What happened when you did?

 

                    

                     Asbury United Methodist Church, Tulsa Oklahoma

 

 

 

What is fair? What is false?

 

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There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden 

that will not be known.

Luke 12:2

 

Now, more than many other decades, we have a real dispute of things that were once obvious and clearly defined.  Now?  

 

We are in the era of dispute and roaring. So many issues, but this one can and will get nasty. 

 

Can a woman  actually become a man.? 

 

No, no matter how totally involved in the grueling mutilation of the body. Cutting off breast, removing vaginas, taking hormone drugs cannot change a woman into a man.  No testicles and penis ? Defining characteristics of a man are hard to deny.

 

 

Can a man become a woman?

 

 If you are a man and wish to be a woman,experiencing same grueling mutilation of the body, and scores of drugs to suppress hormones? Castration is the ultimate goal to assume being a female. Think about it

 

Can a man compete in women's sports?

 

For the past few years, the answer is yes, he can.  The news has shown the dispute and arguments around  the country has two groups:  those who say that a man has hormones with bodily strength and is  bigger are demanding that this must be forbidden.  

 

A law passed in Congress should settle this, one would think. The liberal elements are firmly rejecting this federal law.  More info on this can be found at msn try to block Senators-block-legislation. Supreme Court Justice Kendra Jackson Brown voted against it. 

 

Schools in blue states are fighting to keep transgenderism in the 2-12 schools. That means a lot things we don't want to happen. 

 

During the congressional confirmation hearing Brown was asked what is a woman. Her answer was "It depends on the situation". She refused to answer any more on that.

 

After the SCOTUS made their ruling, what was the reaction? The conservative side were pleased, saw this as a victory. The liberal side has criticized this intensely. The vote was 341 to 88 votes.

Truth is immutable.

 

No matter if a man wants to become a woman,

or if a woman wants to become a man.

it cannot happen.  The chromosomes determine this.  

 

Truth will out. 

 

 

Dancing never stops

 

Her name is Marta Cinta Gonzàlez Saldaña. Marta was born in Madrid in the mid-1920s. She lived in Cuba, danced in New York, taught in Madrid, and triumphed after her dying in a nursing home in Alcoy, where she dreamed of doing a ballet with the elderly. She passed away peacefully in 2019. 

 Can you imagine sitting in the audience?

Alone

 

 Broken Heart

 

                                        I was alone when I lost the baby. 

 

I didn’t know for sure that I was pregnant, although I had purchased two home pregnancy testing kits.  The first one said “NO”.

 

 I was saving the second test for another week.  Back then those tests were not as refined, as precise.

 

But, I was alone.  My husband and two children were visiting his brother and family.  

 

There was to be a ham dinner, and we were there when I became sick with what I 

thought was the flu. 

 

John brought me home, left me there, and went back to his brother’s house.  I didn’t see any need for him to stay home with me.

 

I had stretched out on the sofa, with a ‘throw-up’ bowl just in case.  The cramps in my abdomen would come and go. 

 

I know what you’re thinking: why didn’t I recognize the cramps as contractions. 

 

Both of my children had been delivered by C-section.

After a few hours, I was in such pain, and headed to the bathroom.

 

You know what came next.  Male or female, no descriptions need to be given.

 

After all was done, I crept into my bed with a heating pad to home against my empty womb.

 

I was two minds about the miscarriage.  I started mourning for the baby I would never get to hold.  Yet, I was also glad I wasn’t pregnant, because my son was only 10 months old.

 

Most of all, I felt an emptiness in my heart.

 

I curled up in a ball with the heating pad and a box of tissues.

 

 started crying. 

 

When the battles for abortion rights become vehement, I remember this moment.  A human being died that day, no matter what the size.   

Long days in a short month

 

February is exceptional long, even for such a month as February.  What good stuff happens in February, minus Valentine's Day. So, what can we find that is wonderful and that happens in February? Well, I'll tell you: Precious little happens in February.

 

Punky Old Broad's Day:

Do they qualify?

 

What other special days can be discovered?

 

 Some amazing and incredible days happen in February. There are the ones that affirm we still recognize what needs to be on this list:

World Cancer Day        World Day of Social Justice    World Peace and Understanding Day    National Autism Day    National Missing Persons Day                     National Freedom Day (from Slavery)   

 

There are many other days that have importance in history and social development. They are select days that can take away darkness:

 

Global Movie Day     National  Cabbage Day    National Tater Tot Day    National Shower with a Friend Day     National Iowa Day    Do a Grouch a Favor Day 

 

 These are just a few of tame February days, and believe me, there are some very strange ones.

 

                                      10 Weirdest foods worldwide
 

 

 

Strange foods in the East 

 

                

                                 So there you have it: Strange Days Worldwide. Each video is about 3 minutes. Fast Forward whenever.

 

Leap year, as sung by Kevin Kline in Pirates of Penzance

  

I featured one of the other days of February. It in on Feb. 6, .an important day. It represents intolerance for female genital mutilation ...You get the idea. Go to the site listed. 

Imagination in a little girl

 

 

The other day when I was watching my granddaughters, I found myself up stairs and getting ready to watch a movie while we lay in Mommy’s bed. Both the girls were sick and asked me if I wanted to take a nap. It would be okay with them if I wanted. 

 

Sunshine found the TV controls, and zip-zang, she showed me how to do all the remote control stuff that previously eluded me. With “Horton Hears a Who” starting, the girls lay down, telling me I could have the middle between them. They had taken all the pillows, and the middle was perhaps eight inches wide. 

This isn’t going to work, I told them. I need more room than that. So I manually scooted them over, grabbed a pillow from the end of the bed, and climbed over them. The moment I extended my arms, they both rolled  to nestle into me. ‘Ahhhhh’. 

Sunshine is somewhat like a puppy, which has to turn in circles a few times before finding the right spot. This time she was lying on her stomach, with her head at my knees and her feet at my head. “Draw pictures on my back, Grandma. I want a unicorn, a rainbow, a flower…” Before I drew the rainbow, Sunshine was sound asleep.

Bright Eyes placed her head on my chest. “I can hear your heart beating, Grandma,” she whispered. I wiggled my fingers into her mass of brown hair, and lifted the strands up to let the heat escape. She sighed, and blinked, then was asleep.

That left me with Horton. Before we had settled in for the movie,Sunshine had found one of Daddy’s clean socks and placed it over my eyes just so. "Here, Grandma.  This will help your headache."   I could look down my nose and at the TV, if I wanted. 

When Mommy/my daughter came home, she found us three just like that. “Oh, my, that is precious.” I agreed with her.

Life can’t get much better than that.

This was a re-post of a great day in 2011, way back when.... Sunshine is now 19 yrs old, and Bright Eyes is 21.