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Sigh

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I try to make this space a positive place, challenging and celebrating life down to the smallest details, but  occasionally even I get sidetracked by strong emotion that was rooted out of negative energy.  This is one of those moments, but maybe there is a lesson in all this somewhere….

Moose Shot Dead in City – Worcester

Moose’s a.m. ramble proves fatal

This story makes me sad and angry.  And I hate to think that “they”, the trolls, “got to me”, but the heartless snide comments by certain residents of our community penetrated my bubble of positive energy.   Maybe it is because I met Oscar yesterday and have been thinking a lot about humankind’s relationship to animals, but don’t you think that the moose deserved better treatment and mores respect than to meet his demise chased & cornered off by dozens of humans with guns.  I guess I am naive, but I do not believe for one second that there was not an alternative resolution that would end with the moose remaining alive, not to mention the bears the police killed earlier this year, and not one person getting injured.

Once again…..Sigh

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Meet Oscar

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He only has Eight Lives left

I do not know where to start.  Oscar has such a horrible story.  I know I will sob if I try to document it all. The short of it is that Oscar was beaten with a shovel, and thrown away in a plastic garbage bag with the trash.  He is healing from a broken jaw and skull fracture.  When he came into the shelter he was infested with fleas and mites and covered in his own feces.  The “powers that be” only know how & why he survived. We at the Community Cat Connection are privileged to be his temporary guardians until he is well enough to move into a permanent forever loving home.  

Our volunteer family is tight knit and we communicate with each other through e-mail constantly. Everyone who has met Oscar has been “touched” by him.  I met Oscar tonight.  I went in to the shelter on my day off just to meet him.  He is indeed an amazing cat!  Despite all the horrible abuse he is nothing less than a love bug. As you approach the cage he starts to purr (loudly), he head butts your hand seeking attention and then (sigh) sadly cries when you shut the cage.  All he wants is love and attention.  He is such a good boy!

I could take this opportunity to go off on a rant about the deranged, sadistic and mentally ill in-human individuals who abuse & kill helpless animals such as Oscar, but I won’t.  I would rather spend my time channeling positive energy.  

Oscar was brought into our shelter by an innocent third party.  I do not know her name, but I praise her courage and spirit for caring enough about Oscar to drive from a neighboring state to our little shelter, the only one she could find that was willing to take him in.  She would not accept our waiver and paid the shelter’s “surrender fee” of $35.  This person is a saint and I personally thank her where-ever she is out there in the world.

Oscar is a survivor.  We all have lessons we can learn from him about unconditional love, trust, hope, strength, courage and survival.  I do feel “touched” and privileged for having met him and I look forward to my shift on Thursday to see him again.

I am thankful for our wonderful shelter the Community Cat Connection and our family of dedicated loving volunteers.  As small & humble as we are, if we were not in operation, Oscar would still be in peril (another part of the story I would rather omit) and he would not be in a safe nurturing, loving environment.  

Oscar is around 6 years old, and despite his frail appearance he is a large cat.  He could certainly stand to put on a bit of weight.  Oscar goes to our Vet tomorrow for a full work up including combo test (Feline HIV & Leukemia).  As one volunteer so aptly put it…..

To quote Ernest Menaul: “The cat has too much spirit to have no heart”.…Oscar obviously has a lot of spirit, and I hope his eight remaining lives are spent in the comfortable and loving home he deserves… 

Keep Oscar in your thoughts and send him as much positive healing energy as  you can.  I will let you know when he is ready to move into a forever loving home (that is if us volunteers let him go to one other than family…. I have a feeling we might fight over him). 

The Community Cat Connection now has a pay-pal account.  Please donate if you want to help support us in caring for cats like Oscar until they are placed with forever loving homes.

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Taking Inventory

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I have too much crap in my life….

Like this stuff from my Grandmother on my Mom’s side

Unless you are moving, how many of us really take inventory of our lives on a regular basis?  Annual Basis? Every Decade?  Only on the Tuesday eve of the blue moon in November, after the first snow has fallen, during a leap year, if your sister/daughter in law is precisely 6 months pregnant and you have won the lottery?  

I guess that means that no most of us don’t have any idea the accumulation of “stuff” we have in our lives until it comes time to move…. downsizing, upsizing, regardless- everything needs to be looked at and the decision made -Do I keep you eighth grade yearbook, holiday present from a co-worker that was shoved into the closet in the same gift bag it was given to you in, favorite stuffed toy from childhood, hefty bag full of favorite stuffed toys from childhood, cool chunk of marble gravestone from unidentifiable grave from one mischievous night during college?    

So, yes, I am in the process of taking inventory and sorting all my possessions into one of five categories.  

1- Keep and pack.  I won’t part with it no matter what it is, useful or not, even if it just continues to sit in a box in the closet until the day I die, and then some poor schmuck cleaning up after me has to make a decision and sort it into a pile of their own. 

2- Throw away…. this is the obvious garbage, stuff that does not meet the criteria of one person’s junk is another person’s treasure.  This category includes the recycling bin…. abundance of plastic hangers- recycle (I swear they multiply like bunnies in every single closet), chipped kitchen glasses – recycle, stained old tupperware – recycle……   Does anyone know if cast iron pans can be recycled?

3- Put aside and decide with significant other whether we keep mine or his or both.  Combining two complete adult households you end up with two of most things, so which coffee pot do you keep, which iron, toaster, etc….   Some of this stuff is obvious and some of it is a territory thing.  This process can truly test your ability to compromise with your partner.  Word of advice, if “it” does not matter to you put it in the “Donate-give away” pile and if “it” is that important to you put it in the keep no matter what pile and pull it out later on down the road.  If either of you are no good at making a decision, or afraid of hurting feelings just flip a coin or pull from a hat.  Or you can do it the old fashion american way and “donate” them both and go buy a brand new shiny state of the art new “it” that make you both happy.        

4 – Put aside to sell.  Stuff worth enough to put time into e-bay, craig’s list, resale/antique shop, etc…. Mostly antiques from family or collected over the years to which I have not emotional attachment to.  I would rather not give this stuff away, but in this economy who knows if it will sell at a price that would make me happy.  It is quite possible that this stuff may end up in a box to be stored and sold at a later date or for when that same poor schmuck……  

5- Put aside to donate, give to friends, yard sale, etc.   Stuff that someone else might like, will use, and won’t go to waste, like that gift from a coworker that was shoved into the closet in the same gift bag it was “graciously” received in.  

Thanks to a friend and former boss I have a very healthy attitude when I am cleaning house.  This former boss of mine had a friend who was trained in the art of feing shui.  She had her friend over the house to check things out, make suggestions, help clear her home of negative energies.  This friend asked about a particular piece of furniture in the living room, a coffee table.  It was sending off really bad vibes, not because of where it was placed in the room, but just because of it being physically in the house.  Ends up the “coffee table” was a bone of contention with her ex-husband.  It was his favorite, she hated it, but out of spite when they split she fought over it until she won it and proudly displayed it in home.  It brought so much bad energy into the home, every time she stubbed her toe on it she would swear at her ex, she was intentionally holding onto bad memories and her past life by keeping the “damn table”.  It was then that they walked around the house and purged it of all “former life” stuff, until it was pointed out to her she had no idea how much stuff was sucking her home dry of all good energy.  They had a grand old time throwing all the past life out into the yard, and planning together what needed to be replaced and what didn’t.  Once they did the energy in the house shifted to being more positive, nurturing and healing.  Life was finally able, after years, to begin anew because there was nothing dragging her back in time.  

I am fortunate that I do not have any desire nor tendency to keep stuff that has bad past life attachments.  I have been very very good over the past few years of clearing out the old to make room for the new (that is except for shoes and purses, but alas even they will have their own judgement day sometime very soon). As a matter of fact many friends at work have asked me to come clean out their closets because they are impressed with my ability to purge the unnecessary from my space.  Now that is not to say that I live minimally, frankly I do not, but I no longer have “collections” nor do I hold onto stuff that I might need some rainy day.   That is except for that hefty bag full of old stuffed toys, it’s a girl thing, right ladies? 

So that is it, I am really busy cleaning out.  I will keep you posted, but if you don’t hear from me in a bit it is because I have my hands full sorting out my life.