Feline Fracas Scares the Wits Out of Me

Our pets are like rays of sunshine in our lives.


They ask so little and give much, especially love.

Our pet of 16 years, born in Arizona, is Honey Cat. She got that name because her fur has always been the color of golden honey.

Plus, she was sweet from the time she was a small ball of fur in the palms of our hands.

This past weekend she had a close call.

Because she’s old now, (more than 100 in people years), she’s not as agile as in the past. She rarely goes outside in the winter because she hates the cold.

Thinking she was safe upstairs, I heard the sounds of fighting cats coming from the backyard.

“Thank goodness Honey Cat is upstairs,” I said to my husband. I was wrong. She was one of the cats outside in the backyard fighting arena. The two felines were creating quite a neighborhood commotion.

Always the fighter and empress of her territory, our sweet grandmother cat got herself into a real pickle this time.

A cat almost twice her size looked like he was about to attack.

I screamed bloody murder because that’s what I thought it was going to be.

My husband, the brave soul, ran outside toward the two ferocious sounding felines. The big tiger didn’t budge and our cat kept backing up, her face contorted in a fierce grimace.

Picking up a brass planter, I hurled it across our backyard and against the fence. The crash was just the diversion needed to break-up the fight.

Honey Cat flew like a bullet across the lawn, up the back steps, and through the open door, into the house.

Saved by the brass planter!

The whole scenario scared the wits out of me. My heart beat about 100 mph.

Today when she stood near the kitchen door, wanting to go out, I had three words for Honey Cat.

“Use your litter box."

TELL US ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE PET.

Cuckoo, Cuckoo Goes the Clock!

Growing up in New England, one of the things I remember about the house in which we lived was a cuckoo clock.

My mother loved that clock.  I have no idea where she got it. It looked like a little wooden chalet. Hanging below it were chains that had weights attached. They looked like metal pine cones to me.

On the hour, a small door at the top of the chalet opened and out came a figure. In my mind's eye, it was a little couple but honestly, I cannot get a clear picture.  Maybe it was a little bird.

What I do remember is hearing the sounds of the "cuckoo, cuckoo."  It was so darned cute.

I have no idea what happened to that clock.

Last year at a flea market, there was a box with a broken cuckoo clock in it. The lady selling it said some of its parts were missing.

  She must have really wanted to get rid of it because she sold me the whole shebang for a dollar!  Yes, one green dollar!

That's one of the tasks my hubs said would be a winter project for him---repairing the clock. Good luck! So far, he hasn't gone near the cuckoo clock box but I'm hopeful. After all, it's only January 29th! The winter is young.

Now, the whole purpose of this post is to tell you about a cuckoo clock I received for Christmas. It was one of my BEST gifts!

It's actually a cuckoo clock for my doll house!  Yes! It's the most adorable thing you've ever seen in your life.  

It's shown above near a birthday cake candle, so you can get an idea of how small it is. Look, those heavy "pine cone" weights are on this little clock, too!

It even had German on the side of the box so it must have been made in Germany, like so many of its grown up cousins.

One of my sisters gave me this doll house cuckoo clock and she couldn't have made me happier.

WHAT IS ONE OBJECT YOU REMEMBER MOST FROM  YOUR CHILDHOOD HOUSE OR APARTMENT? 

No Occasion Gifts Are the Very Best Kind

It's amazing how kind and thoughtful some people can be.

When someone does something nice for you, how does it make you feel?

Naturally, a great thing to do is to pass on the kindness. Then,  you will be responsible for making someone else feel happy!  How cool would that be?

Do you know who Joel Osteen is?  Well, if you don't, he's an Evangelical pastor from Lakewood Church in Texas which has the largest congregation in the entire United States. (Last I read it was 45,000 people!)

Ordinarily, I would switch the tv channel if a preacher came on since television preaching is not particularly my "cup of tea."  But Joel is different. He's kind and sweet and tremendously inspirational.

He uplifts one's spirit and makes a person feel blessed to be alive.

He has written several books, the latest of which is "Every Day a Friday."

Speaking with two of my sisters, I mentioned how much I would like to borrow a copy of Joel's new book once they were finished reading their copies.

Wouldn't you know it, when I came home one day this week, there was a brown package from Barnes and Noble sticking up out of the mailbox.

Since I had not ordered a book, I wondered what it could be.  Inside, I ripped it open and it was my own copy of "Every Day a Friday." 

 One of my sisters decided I needed my own, personal hard copy.

She sure made THAT day a Friday. It was so generous  and sweet of her to think of me and it wasn't even Christmas or my birthday!

Then, a dear fellow blogger, Sandie, from Chatty Crone, just about sent me over the edge when she mailed me a package from Georgia. 

It contained a gorgeous glass green ring with gold sparkles, (shown above),  and this  beautiful bracelet, pictured below.

How I love both of them. Again, it was not for my birthday. It was a "just because" gift.

What a little Georgia peach Sandie is.

Gifts like these, given for no particular reason, are like little bolts of sunshine in the heart.

DO YOU EVER GIVE GIFTS FOR NO PARTICULAR OCCASION?