Last weekend the temperatures remained in the sixties so we cleaned out the fire pit and started the first fire of the season. It was a wee, sad little fire but it made the kids happy. With cooler weather comes cats more apt to snuggle. This is Polly.Some of you may remember her as the cat that likes to pee on Jay when he's sleeping. She's since stopped that behaviour. Thankfully. I really didn't know if I could keep saving her from a one way trip to the pound. I've been told by numerous people that all calico cats are defective in one way or another, which would explain her affinity for using Jay as her own personal toilet. (That man really does deserve an award for patience.)
This is my old lady cat Isabelle. She's older than my son, older than my marriage.For the first time ever, she's really starting to show her age. She's still fairly active, but her coat is grayer and less lush. She's always been small, but now she looks bony. This has all forced me to think about the inevitable. I don't like to think about life without her because she's been with me for so long. It will be strange and sad.
Before I go, I wanted to take a moment to thank all of you for your comments on yesterday's post. I love it when something I write here prompts a little discussion with everyone bringing something different to the table.
I also wanted to reiterate something I mentioned in the comments of yesterday's post: While I am in no way apologizing for what I wrote yesterday, I realize I may be more sensitive than the average person to the idea of religion being thrust upon me and my family. What might be easy for someone to overlook, will most often seem downright pushy to me, because I used to be one of those pushy people who thought that their way was the only way. Now, as most of you know, my beliefs tend to lean toward the agnostic/atheistic end of the spectrum. What it boils down to, is that when it comes to faith and religion, I wish everyone would do whatever it is that they need to do to get through the day, and leave everyone else alone. But I know that isn't the way it is. Which is why I'm sort of hyper aware of preachiness. I'll probably always be this way.
One last thing I wanted to address was the fact that about a month ago you may have noticed that I started moderating comments. This was done because I was getting spam. The spam wasn't malicious or anything personally directed at me, it was just irritating. So I began moderating. I just wanted to make it clear that I wasn't censoring comments. Fact of the matter is, if you leave a comment here, it will most likely get published. None of this may matter anyway because the spam has since stopped so I will probably soon go back to the old way, which worked better for me.
If you made it all the way to the end of this post, thank you. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have something more interesting to write about. If not, you may see pictures of cats wearing clothes and photographed to look as if they are doing people things. Pray (to whomever you pray to) that it doesn't come to that.