Meow @ MindSay

1300, 1200, 1400, 2000....entries. However many it is...do you ever feel like you've said enough? What was my 'secret' from my past blog entry? Did I have one? Who cares? (not me).

I suppose it comes to a point where real-world social contacts become paramount to spouting to online communities that can pretend to be whoever they want to be. Case in point - simply compassion and humanity....

I was fishing a month ago...I saw an elderly man coming out of the woods with some fish. I turned around, continued to fish, then looked back and minute later and didn't see him. I thought about it for a second then wondered if he had somehow slipped by me. Something made me concerned, so I stopped and walked where I saw him last, and sure enough, he was face down in the mud, having fallen over a tree. I ran to help him up, somehow terribly panged by that feeling of watching someone in such a helpless state. Thoughts ran through my mind, knowing that this old man was once like me, able to bound over fallen trees, slinking through the woods, fishing on precarious outcroppings of rock...

In short, I think I saw myself in this old man, years from now...

If I fall in 50 years, will there be anyone there to help me up?

He thanked me as he plodded along, back to his car. For a moment I wondered who he was, what he believed, who he had at home...

In real life you don't immediately start your first or second introduction to a person with "This is who I am, and this is what I believe, and all other people who believe choice B are idiots". You have introductions, chance encounters, getting to know time, becoming familiar with who that individual is as a person, coming to enjoy their company, accepting their differences from your own.

Online, we forgo with all of that. I'm sure there are many of you out there who I would like and you would like me if we had a chance encounter on the street some random day. Sometimes internet mouthpieces are too loud...

So I wonder now, what did that old man believe in? Was he a devout evangelical who thought Obama was a Muslim and not fit to lead this county? Perhaps. But he was grateful to me, and I to him, even though I don't know him.

Now I know why sometimes saying less is more.

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Odd Facts about ME

 

 

DO YOU SNORE?: yes

  LOVER OR A FIGHTER?: both

WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?: not being fed on time

AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO BUILDER?: i knock them over

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF "REALITY TV"?: i dont watch tv

DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?: yes

WERE YOU A CUTE BABY?: very

HOW IS THE SINGLE LIFE FOR YOU?: terrific. I dont want another person

WHAT COLOR IS YOUR KEYBOARD?: calico's is black

DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?: i hate water.

HAVE YOU EVER BUNGEE JUMPED?: hell no

ANY SECRET TALENTS?: i am the consummate manipulator

WHAT'S YOUR IDEAL VACATION SPOT?: any sunny window

HAVE YOU EATEN SUSHI?: she wont give me tuna anymore

HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE "DONNIE DARKO"?: nope, she has.

DO YOU GIVE A DARN ABOUT THE OZONE?: what does it smell like?

CAN YOU SING THE ALPHABET BACKWARDS?: I cant sing anything, thank you.

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON AN AIRPLANE?: thank goodness no

ARE SPEEDO'S HOT?: do they move quickly?

WHAT'S YOUR STAND ON HUNTING?: who is doing the hunting?

IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?: no

DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?: hmmmmmmmmm. i type well

WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO?: plastic salmon

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, "I LOVE YOU": i mewed last night

IS TUPAC STILL ALIVE?: did a coyote get him too?

DO YOU CRY AT WEDDINGS?: do I even have tear ducts?

HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?: scrambled and room temperature

ARE BLONDES DUMB?: no sir

WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK END UP?: under the bed

WHAT TIME IS IT?: naptime

DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?: abster and aboli

IS MCDONALD'S DISGUSTING?: yes. onions could kill me

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN A CAR?: last week, calico took me to petsmart to see the birds DO YOU PREFER BATHS OR SHOWERS?: duh. can't you read? I HATE water

IS SANTA CLAUSE REAL?: hell if I know. I am jewish

ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?: certainly not

WHAT ARE YOU ADDICTED TO?: kibble and wool

HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE?: no way

HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BRUSHED YOUR TEETH TODAY?: calico tries it occasionally IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?: yes ma'am

ARE YOU WEARING SOCKS?: nope

HAVE YOU EVER HITCH HIKED?: nope

WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?: green and yellow

WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: read up

DO YOU LIKE YOUR LIFE?: quite alot

WHOSE LIFE IS BETTER?: than what?

ARE YOU PSYCHIC?: yes

HAVE YOU READ "CATCHER IN THE RYE"?: catcher? sounds interesting.

DO YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS?: just the radio

IS A DOG A MAN'S BEST FRIEND?: NONONONONONO HATE EM

DOES YOUR MOM KNOW YOU HAVE A BLOG?: she helped me build it

WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?: turkey pate

DO YOU WEAR NAILPOLISH?: hahahahaha but I get clipped weekly

DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE RIGHT NOW?: oh yes. i adore calico

WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING TV COMMERCIAL?: morris the cat. what a schmuck

FAVORITE BAND AT THE MOMENT?: calico's wedding band

 

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they stayed home again last night and it was about time. After our nap- I have taught her to lay really still and let me climb on her chest and stay there- the small calico went over to that place with all the strings and let me come with her. I hate it when she goes there alone and leaves me behind that big shiny opening. sometimes I get on the table where  they eat and she usually notices and comes to get me, but this time she just called me and said let's go.

 

 

It's really fun in there because she has all sorts of thigs out for me to play with and smell. yesterday she heated up that small thing that produces hot water and I know enough to stay away from that  so I stayed up high on the white boxes with all the floors filled with cozy flats...but when she was done i jumped back down to the soft table and found some little blue things to bat around the table. she tried that "No Abi" bit a few times but I ignored her and she stopped.

 

Sometimes she moves around and I get to follow her and stay wherever she was sitting. I love it when she warms the bed for me. The large grey beard called her to come eat and we both went inside. She has learned to always feed me before she starts to eat so following her inside is a good idea. after she ate she got out the dangle chomper and we spent a time chasing and tossing it around that big room with the soft floor and fire box. i always let her know when I am done by laying on my back and batting badly at the stuff she dangles, then she stops, rubs my cheeks and top of the tummy- she has tried lower down but i show her my teeth and she stops.

 

when the house got all dark she left the door to where they  sleep nowadays open again and i was able to hunt much much longer than usual. I hope when they start sleeping back in the green room  with  extra boxes she forgets to close the door because I am accustomed to all this freedom and there will quite a ruckus  if she tries fencing me in again. Oh no, they are going in that room they never let me see............... gotta go. meow.