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Lessons From an Old Furiend

4/29/2018

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Looking at the sunlight coming through the stained glass lighting a path across the church pews; Molly's thoughts suddenly go back in time to other Sunday mornings in a different church, waiting on different friends who now wait for her at Rainbow Bridge.

Sometimes friends long gone can still speak to our hearts and share a special message they feel we need to hear, or remind us of things we in our busy lives have forgotten.  This Sunday it was Bruiser the Boxer who came to visit Molly as she sat in church waiting for the service to start.

He was a special and dear furiend who made no pretentions about who he was.  Bruiser was a simple pup with a heart of gold.  He by no means was a perfect dog, but one thing he did well was love his family.  When I say family, I also include whomever he held in his heart.  Which was practically everyone he met.

Now Bruiser was a different sort of dog than Molly, and there were things he did that caused Molly and her family to raise a brow at.  Now that right there, (the raising of the brow), was the very thing that gave Molly pause this Sunday morning as she sat in church waiting for the service to start.

You see, these many years later Molly now realized she in her own way had judged her dear furiend simply because he did things differently then she and her family would have.  This indeed is a slippery slope to go down.

We can't determine the merit of a pup because he is different than we are.  We measure a pup by the life he's lead and the fruit of that life.  This shows the heart of a dog. If one leaves this earth a better place than they found it, and if another's life is enriched because they have been a part of it, then let this be what we are measured by.

Let us not look and secretly disapprove of the differences between ourselves and our friends, but rather if we see ourselves becoming judgmental may we take the time to stop and examine our own hearts.

Love and Peace,

Molly and my Mom



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Tabby's Great Escape

4/16/2018

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Most of you know I Tabby Cat have a 10x 10 kitty condo in our back yard with a top on it to protect me from our Avian predators here in the forest.  The hoomans purchased this "jail" supposedly for my "protection", after I "came back from the dead" last summer.

Mom and Dad decided it would be to my benefit to be able to still go outside, (seeing as how I'd always been an outside kitty).  But now that I have a permanent disability with my crippled leg, bad back, and my "advanced" years the question arose as to how I might do that, and not become the lunch of another forest creature.  Voila the "jail", as I call it.

I have never had a deep appreciation for my kitty condo=jail.  Nopes never have liked it.  I voiced my opinion on this subject every time the folks would plop me inside it's confines.  Over time I'd begin voicing my opinions when they would grab up me, my water dish and food bowl concurrently. (I may have a bit of Alzheimer's, but hey I'm not brain dead yet).  I knew we were heading outside to my "torture cell." 

What cat in his right mind would want to go outside with birds, chipmunks, mice and squirrels galore to be trapped in an enclosure and not be able to stalk and (doubtfully but hopefully) catch said critters?  Exactly, not a single one.

Needless to say the grass began appearing a Lot greener on the other side.  I began making plans for my great escape.  With a watchful eye I observed everything my pawrents did, and how they did it.  One thing in particular caught my attention.  Whenever Mom or Dad cleaned my little box they'd subsequently take the bag they placed my "business" in out the back door, which just happens to be by my littler box and not too far from my comfy bed and blanket...

Ohh yess furiends an opportunity is seen and a plan is born.  Now I didn't make a mad dash for freedom right then, the very second I noticed this.   Nooo, I watched, waited and planned.

One night the Mom seemed extremely tired and distracted.  Now this might be the night I'd been waiting for.  You see I didn't want to make my break for freedom only to be noticed, grabbed and thrown back into the slammer.  I wanted to make a run for it and be out long enough to enjoy my freedom.

As I said earlier, the Mom seemed pretty tired and distracted, I could tell she wasn't paying me a bit of mind as she was scooping out my litter box.  I smiled a wicked smile as I knew this, this was my moment.  I was going to make a run for it and pray the kitty gods were watching over me.  Freedom , mice and moles here I come!!

Sure enough the door stayed open enough extra moments for me to slither my crippled body as fast as I could out the door before it closed.  I slinked close to the side of the house in the dark underbrush in hopes that she didn't notice me missing from my usual place of supervision.  I held my breath, if she realized I was gone it would be mere seconds before she came out the door screaming my name like a banshee.  I let out a meow of joy and euphoric bliss!  Free free at last!

I was so overcome with excitement by my new found freedom I quite honestly didn't know what to do first.  I decided the best course of action would be to give myself a thorough cleaning and contemplate the situation.  After a few min.s I let out a contented sigh and decided I needed to meander through the garden gate and see what might now lie on the other side.  I was truly trembling with anticipation after all these months of living inside and being confined to my kitty jail.

Sniffing here and visiting my old hunting grounds over there I lost all track of time.  I didn't know if min.s had gone by or hours.  I was simply enjoying my taste of freedom.  To tell the truth I had found being an inside kitty a terrible bore and had started spending a lot of my time asleep dreaming of the days of my youth and reliving my glory days of being a fierce hunter.

Finally I grew tired of wondering about and my tummy had begun to rumble so I knew considerable time had passed.  I gave a bemused giggle and wondered why the Mom hadn't come looking for me.  Then I remembered how tired she'd seemed and the last thing her saying was she just wanted to sit down for a while.  (Synonymous for Mom's taking a nap)  Uh Oh, so she fell asleep  I'm out here all alone and no one knows I'm outside?  Oh my Cats!! What a predicament I've gotten myself into!

Suddenly I remembered the huge owl that likes to sit in the tree at the edge of the yard looking for bunnies!!  OOOH nooo, I thought, "I'm nowhere near as fast as a bunny these days!  I heard a noise in the deep (now dark) forest.  Was that a twig snapping from a coyote lurking, waiting to rush forward and grab me for a snack?

I ran up the steps as fast as my crippled legs would carry me deciding maybe, the grass isn't always as green as it looks at first glance.  The forest is a lot more scary at night now that I realized I'm all alone even though my family are just on the other side of the door.

I went to the open French door and began what the folks call my caterwauling in true earnest.  Hummm, nopes, no Molly coming  to bark at my appearance on the other side of the door.  My heart began racing a bit faster.  With all the enthusiasm I could muster I began wailing for all I was worth.  By now I was truly frightened by the things going bump in the night, and I was honestly starving.  Surely it had to have been at least 2 hours since I'd last eaten?

Finally that dumb mutt, took notice that I was outside about to be mauled by wild animals .  Thankfully Molly started barking like there was a murder taking place outside.  Still no Mom's.  After what seemed like an eternity, but probably was only 10-15 min.s a sleepy looking Mom show's up saying Molly what's the problem?  After a few weak mews Mom says, "Tabby Cat, what on earth are you doing out there?"  Suddenly it comes to her what must of happened and when it happened. With a shocked expression on her face she says, "Tabby you've been out there for hours."

Realizing my freedom was quickly becoming a thing of the past in mere milliseconds, I chuckled to myself and said quietly , "Well yes I have".

As we all find out sometimes the thing we long for the most, isn't what we thought it would be, and the very thing we already have is what makes us the happiest.

I stood at the back door waiting patiently for my Mom to come and get me.  Picking me up she gave me a look over making sure I hadn't gotten hurt, lovingly telling me "Tabby don't ever do that again.  Something could have happened to you."

Remembering the big old owl at the edge of the woods I shivered thinking to myself, You're right Mom, I won't be doing that again anytime soon, but...maybe another day, a longg time from now.  MOL

After filling my tummy with something good to eat I decided a nap was in order and an appreciation of what I'd had all along; a loving family that does all they can to take care of me, good food, and just as I started to dose off,(Molly comes over giving me sniffs to make sure I'm ok) good furiends who love me with all their hearts.

Love and Peace,

Molly, Tabby Cat and our Mom



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Goin's On Here

4/11/2018

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I'm sure you pups and peeps have noticed Mom doesn't write my blogs as often as she used to.  ~sigh~ I bark and bark at her to get herself into more of a routine with my blogs.  Well, you see how that's working out.  BOL

Let me think a min., Tabby Cat what's been going on here at our house lately?  Tabby washes his face and reflects a few mins.  Giving a low purr he says, "The weather has gotten much nicer.  We all have gotten to spend time outside.  I've gotten to lie in the sunshine in my kitty condo. I've enjoyed watching the birds and the squirrels."  Molly lets out a happy bark, "That's right Tabby.  I've gotten to spend time outside digging for moles and sniffing for field mice in the hay field".

Mom and I both have been managing our health issues.  I myself had to see the vetster concerning my SARDS.  They've reduced my medications for my eyesight.  I'll be making a new trip to get my vision checked in a couple of months.  Mom's doing well controlling her diabetes.  With all her walking there's the occasional pulled muscle and then the reduced exercising until things heal.  She's just gotten back to 4 and a quarter miles per day.  Not bad for a 60 year old if I do say so myself.

Life's gone on as it typically does.  Friends have had new babies.  Which is very exciting, older friends have developed serious health issues.  Yups life goes on as it usually does.

Mom likes to read the news every morning.  We chat about the good and the bad that's reported on a daily basis during our walks.  This is the time we both enjoy the most.

Lately we've been talking about some of the more distressing things she's been seeing in the news.  Though we both truly do understand "there's nothing new under the sun" we are still taken aback by some of the things that are reported.

After a few seconds of silently reflecting on the good and the bad of the day Mom and I remembered the verse " Matthew 12:35

The good man brings good things out of his good store of treasure, and the evil man brings evil things out of his evil store of treasure.

This reminds Mom of a story she's never forgotten, told her by a dear friend many years ago, who's now gone on to glory.  (RIP Tommy)

A little boy was being chastised by his father for doing something he shouldn't have done.  After his father had said his piece he asked his son if he had anything to say for himself.  After a few min.s of silence the little boy said, Dad, "it's like I have two dogs inside me.  One Bad (who chooses to do the things he shouldn't) and one Good ( who chooses to do only kind things).  They fight alll the time... His father asked him "Son, which one wins the battles," the little boy said, "The one I feed the most".

Let's remember to feed only the force inside us that desires to do good.  There's enough people already feeding their evil desires.  In a world where we can be anything, may we choose to be kind.

Love and Peace,

Molly, Tabby and our Mom



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Easter in the Forest

4/3/2018

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We all went to the early morning service for Easter here in our neck of the woods.  Mom and Dad left for church before the field mice gave Tabby and I our secret knock on the window pane.

Tabby and I dressed in our finest Easter frocks just as we'd watch Mom and Dad do.  Easter is one of the holidays that's special to us all here at our house.  It's one of those holiday's that's honored from one generation to the other in Mom's family.  (meaning we all go along with Mom's plans for us on Easter or it's one of those, if Mom's not happy No one's happy kind of holidays)  BOL

As Tabby and I walked down the path to the chapel deep in the woods we each thought of furiends we hadn't seen in a while that were sure to be at the sunrise service.  Remembering the Wiley Fox family I let out a chuckle thinking of the antic's the fox cubs got up to at the summer picnic the year before. I reminded Tabby of "the fox cub incident",  Tabby gave a grimace and snarled, "I hope those cubs are better behaved this Easter".  I gave Tabby an admonishing looking.  Tabby replying said," Well, they were completely out of control, my poor tail will never look the same."

As we reached the clearing where the service was to be held, the simple beauty of the place would rival any story book setting.  Spring was definitely showing off all its finery for Easter.  The tree's canopy a kaleidoscope of pastels, the forest floor abloom with wildflowers, the congregation of forest furiends all in agreement of the beauty and glory of God's handy work.

After catching up and visiting with friends Tabby and I took our seats just as the doves began to sing their songs reminding everyone that church was about to start.

As the doves sang their final notes Oscar the wise old Owl walked to the podium and began his Easter message.  Now Oscar had given the Easter message far longer than Molly had been coming to the little clearing in the forest.  He was by far the oldest and wisest creature in the woods.  Oscar had seen it all and quite possibly knew it all.  He had a simple faith that had been tested a thousand times throughout his life.  Molly knew she was in for a treat and a simple morsel of faith that she'd be pondering on long into the week.  With a happy sigh Molly snuggled next to Tabby cat and began listening to the words Oscar was sharing for Easter.

Molly's heart was moved as she sat listening to the Easter message, and like a lightning bolt splits a tree in the storm ,

 Oscars words hit home in her heart and took on new meaning when he said, "As Jesus was on the cross lifting up His voice and cried, "It is finished, He didn't mean HIs life was ebbing away, or His Fathers' plan had been destroyed.

Though His death was indeed near, Jesus realized the last obstacle had been overcome and the last enemy defeated.  He had successfully completed the task of redemption.  His words, It is finished, was our invitation to walk through Heavens door; as His act of obedience, even death on a cross had broken the last chain death.

Change is a constant in all our lives, but the one thing that never changes is the cross and all it stands for.

Love and Peace,

Molly, Tabby and our Mom



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