UPDATE: Thy “Missy” She Is Mending… …This Time.

Well, My Peeps…

…I Think The Official Word Of “Mending” Is Highly Appropriate Here.

She’s Still A Touch Lethargic…

…And She’s A Touch Touchy…

…BUT…

…She Has Eaten More In The Past TWO-DAYS…

…Than She Ate Over The Previous TWO-WEEKS!

I Have To Keep Telling Her To Slow Down, And To Remember To Breathe!

Sheesh!

That’s One VERY Hungry Kitty, Fo Flippin’ SHO!

:D

She Doesn’t Listen, Of Course, But I Know She Knows What The Hell I’m Saying!

;)

So What’s Next For Her?!

Well.

Today Is Her Last Day Of Antibiotics…

…And She Has A Few More Days Of Steroid Pills To Pop.

I Sincerely Hate Hate HATE Having To Give Her Meds At All.

I Know How They Screw-Up My Systems While They’re Healing Me…

…And I Imagine What She’s Going Through Is Similar.

Just Gotta Get Through A Couple More Days Before I Give The “ALL CLEAR” Signal.

I Don’t Wanna Jump The Proverbial Gun…

…But I Do Believe She’s Gonna Be Okie-The-Dokie…

…This Time.

THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR KIND WORDS AND THOUGHTS.

I…

…And “MISSY“…

…Both Kindly Thank You.

Let’s Just Hope We’re Not Going Through This Crap Again For A Long While…

…Fo SHO Fo SHO, My Peeps!

:D       :D

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NEWSFLASH: SHE ATE!!! …

…For The First Time In EIGHT (8) DAYS

…”MISSY“…

ATE!!!

I Do Promise To Keep Y’all Apprised Of What’s Going On With This…

…But I Simply Had To Say It To Y’all!

I Can’t Say I Don’t Know WHY She Did This…

…As The WHY Is Pretty Open AND Shut…

She Was F-in HUNGRY!

If Any Of Y’all Hadn’t Had Any Food For EIGHT (8) Days, You’d Be Hungry.

Right???

RIGHT!!!

The Question Is…

HOW DID SHE MANGE IT?!

And…

WHY NOW?!

WHAT’S DIFFERENT?!

WHAT HAPPENED

…To Turn EIGHT (8) Days Of Eating Absolutely Nothing…

…After Losing More Than FOUR (4) Pounds Of Herself In Those EIGHT (8) Days

…To Appear To Suffer Mightily And To Such An Extent As To Make Everyone Question Themselves On Whether She Should Be “Put-Down” To End Said Suffering…

…Into Finally Having Some Nibbles Of Cat Food AND A Little Goat’s Milk?!?!?

??? !!! ???

I Simply Haven’t An Answer.

GRANTED…

…This Could Be A Fluke.

She Could Have Just Been Trying To Eat…

…Before Realizing Once Again That Eating Is Not An Option.

I DON’T KNOW.

All I Know Is She Has Shocked The Hell Out Of Me.

Period.

I Sincerely Hope This Isn’t A Fluke.

I Sincerely Hope She’s Coming-Out Of Whatever She’s Been Suffering With.

I Sincerely Hope She Decides To Eat A Little More…

…And Then A Little More…

…And Then More And More And More!

She’s Still Got A Long Way To Go If She’s Going To Make A Full-Recovery…

…To Regain Those Lost Pounds…

…To Get The Moxie Back In Her Mix…

…To Get ANY Spring Back In Those Steps…

…Etc Etc Etc.

Like I Said…

…I Promise To Keep Y’all Apprised Of What’s Going On.

Fluke OR Not

She’s Made Me VERY Happy.

Or…

…As Happy As One Can Be In A Situation Like This.

I’m Still Worried As Hell That She’s Going To Die…

…Or That She Continues To Suffer.

BUT…

…This IS Something.

It Really REALLY IS!

Keep Those Fingers Crossed, My Peeps.

For Those Of You Who Go In For The Whole Prayer Business, Please Continue.

So Long As She Continues To Eat, I Would Like To Think She’s Got A Shot At Recovery.

I Know I’m “Mr. Negative” In Cases Like This…

…But I’m Also “Mr. Hopeful”

…And I’d Settle For No-Less.

I Suppose That’s Why I’m “Mr. Contradiction” Too.

;)

:D

Friends… Bloggers… Countrypersons… Lend Me Your Reading-Glasses!

As Some Of You May Have Noticed…

…I’ve Been In A Sort Of “Creative-Funk” Of Late.

I’ve Had So Much On My Mind…

…So SO Much, In-Fact…

…That I Sincerely Feel My Blog Has Been Suffering For It.

I’ve Felt Kinda Lost.

I’ve Felt Kinda Overwhelmed.

I’ve Felt I Could/Should Be Doing More.

So SO Much More.

It’s October…

…Which Is Usually My Favorite Month Of The Year…

…And I’ve Spent The Bulk Of It Depressed As Shit.

I’m Not Sure What To Make Of It.

I Mean…

…Yeah, I Know I’ve Had Some Dental Issues That Have Curbed My Little Joy-Ride Several Times…

…And I’ve Been Dealing With A Horrid Bout Of Loneliness…

…But Neither Of Those Are Quality Excuses.

Right Now…

…At This Moment In Time…

…I’m Also Dealing With The Reality That My Cat…

MISSY

(aka MYSTIQUE)

…Is Nearing Death.

She’s Been Very Sick For A Couple Weeks…

…And There’s Really Nothing I, Nor Anyone Else, Can Do For Her.

She’s Stopped Eating, Now.

Her Systems Are Shutting-Down.

She Just Wants To Lay Down, Anymore.

She’s Lost Her Will To Live, Or So It Seems, But I Can’t Bring Myself To Have Her Simply “Put-Down” As The Vet Would Say.

I’ve Never Been As Attached To Any Pet As I Have Been Toward Her…

…So That I Do Know Has Added To This “Funk” I’m In.

Things Are Just Starting To Snowball.

My Hair Is Long, Now.

Longer Than It’s Ever Been.

I’m About Halfway Into Having A Full Beard Again.

As Grandma Would Say, I Look Like A “Ragamuffin” Or Something To That Effect.

I Can’t Go On My Mind-Clearing-Walks Because My Feet Have Dried-Out And Split-Open On The Bottoms In Multiple Places (F-in OUCH!).

My Mouth Hurts…

…And There Are More Dental Appointments On The Horizon.

Years And Years Of Puking-My-Guts-Up On A Daily Basis Has Simply DESTROYED My Teeth.

They’re Weak.

They’re Brittle.

They Break Like It’s Nobody’s Business.

They Make Me Horridly Self-Conscious.

Especially In This Day And Age Where Everyone Strives For That Perfect Smile…

…Ya Know…

…The One I Used To Have.

I Really Could Go On And On, But I’ll Digress From That Point.

PUT THIS…

…ALL OF THIS…

…TOGETHER…

…And It Works-Out To A Simple Answer:

October Is Now My LEAST Favorite Month.

Period.

At Least…

…This October Is.

Perhaps Next Year Will Be Better.

I Sincerely Doubt It Will Be Better…

…But That Doesn’t Mean I’m Not HOPING It’ll Be Better.

I Just Need To Find A Way To Snap-Out-Of-It Somehow.

Ya Know Ya Know, My Peeps?!?

I Just Haven’t Yet Figured-Out The SOMEHOW Part.

I Just Know I Have To Have My “A”-Game Grooving By This Time Next Week.

I’m Taking A Weekend Trip To Chicago, Next Weekend.

My BFF Lives There…

…And I Haven’t Seen Him For Nearly THREE (3) Years.

His Brother…

…My Other BFF…

…Is Picking Me Up Friday, And We’re Making The Drive.

I’m Super Stoked About That…

…Though I Admit The Bulk Of My Excitement Is Buried Deep Down Inside Me.

You Know Me…

…It’s Not Easy For Me To Outwardly Show My True Emotional States.

But I DO Promise Y’all I’m Looking Forward To The Trip With Anxious-Anticipation.

I Just Don’t Want To Show-Up On His Doorstep In A Severely Depressed State Of Heart And Mind.

ANYWAY…

…I Think I’m Going To Shut-Up, Now.

No One Likes Reading A Blog Where The Author Just Sits About And Rambles On About His Pathetic-Excuse For A Life.

So I’ll End My Ramble.

Just Please Please PLEASE, My Peeps, Take Good Care Of Yourselves…

…And Take Good Care Of Each-Other.

I’m Sure I’ll Be Back To Ramble With Y’all Again.

Hopefully Very Soon.

L8r L8r, Tater-Tots.

:|

“Christmas Kitty” Madam MISSY (aka The OTHER-Boss)

Mystique (a(MAINLY)ka) "MISSY"... As John Wayne Would've Said, "WOMAN Of The HOUSE..." (hope you get that one btw ;-| hehe)

A Good Friend Told Me I Should…

…”Show-Her-Off”…

So I Figured “Why Not?!”

To Start, She Was BORN…

…A Farrell-Kitty.

She Was Found In The Woods Near A Friend’s House…

…A Few Years Ago.

She Was MAYBE 3 or 4 Weeks-Old At That Time.

And We Honestly Haven’t The Foggiest…

…As To (exactly) What Breed(s) She Is?

Amazingly BLUE-Eyes.

White’ish + Charcoal’sih + Black’ish + Brown’ish = Her “Coat”

Medium-Length-Hair…

…That SHEDS Bad-Enough…

…TO BUILD A NEW CAT With The LEAVIN’z!!!

BUT BUT BUT…

…She’s INTELLIGENT.

I KNOW “They” Say 90% of “House-Cats” are “Brain-Dead”…

…But (totally) NOT “MISSY”!!!

"FROM A View To A MISSY" (hehehe) ;)

I’m Honestly Not Sure…

…If The Pictures Are Showing You…

…Her TRUE “Mass”…

…Honestly Honestly, I Tell You!

SHE.

IS.

HUGE.

(For A “Little (devil) Lady”)

"She's ALWAYS On Her Back... sheesh... Get A Room, Lady!"

BUT BUT BUT (again)…

…She SURE-AS-IT-GETS…

…Has ME “Trained”!!!

Sheesh.

It BEGAN With…

…”HER”…

…As…

…”MY Kitty”!!!

It Has BECOME…

…”I”…

…Am…

…”HER Human”!!! !!!

PERIOD.

"The Iron-Woman"... STRONG. DIGNIFIED. Loving. C R A Z Y !!!

Yep.

That’s My “Missy Missy”…

…A Rather Remarkable Woman, Fo Sho.

Maybe…

…ONE DAY…

…I Shall Re-Take My Usurped-Reign From Her???

Yeah…

…I Doubt So, Also.

;)