BRAINPAN LEAKAGE

No, not that pain in the a** you get from having too many cats. Although, having too many cats is a definite pain in the a**.

As many of you know, my wife and I have rescued cats for years. They usually come to us as abandoned, abused, special needs, what have you. We take them in and try to find homes for them. We aren’t as active in this as we once were, especially now that I travel so much. However, over the years we have ended up with some of the special needs felines living with us, simply because they weren’t easy to place.

Now, this is not to say that we didn’t get attached to them. We did. But, the reality is, we have a whole raft of cats who need special care. For instance, one is highly allergic to everything. She manifests her allergies in an odd way, however. Most cats get a skin irritation or some such. But not this one. She ends up with chronic sinusitis and sneezes constantly.

Two others are insulin dependent diabetics. And, regular old humulin, which is what they used to take, has been discontinued. Sooooo, instead of 30 bucks a month for two vials of insulin, we now spend about 200 bucks per month for the vet insulin. This does NOT include the cost of syringes.

There are others, but Jasper (aka MeatLump) is the subject of this blog. You see, MeatLump has bowel issues. As in chronic constipation. Lovely, I know. Ever tried giving a cat an enema? Not a pleasant task, believe me. Anyhow, because of this, MeatLump got himself a case of the ‘roids. Now, I can sympathize. Having been there I know it ain’t fun. But, you can’t really get one of those donuts for cats to sit on.

Well, MeatLump got out of the house. Escaped. Went over the wall. Beat feet. Zipped out. Generally, got away from his horrible captors. Us. At any rate, it has been hot in STL, and he went and hid. The ‘roids got worse. A gland ruptured. It remained hot. He remained hidden. Flies did their thing. Soooo, when we finally caught up with him it was not good.

He spent a bit of time at the vet, and is doing well now. He will heal up just fine. However, because of the rupture, the ensuing larvae, etc, much shaving occured. While I sympathize with the little bastard, I can’t help but laugh. I think the picture below will show why (Trust me, not gross. Just funny.)

So, there you have MeatLump. Roid kitty sans fur.

More to come…

Murv

There is an old adage, which basically states: If you give someone enough rope, they will hang themselves.

This is a pretty good deal. It keeps your hands clean and effectively rids you of the annoyances associated with getting a suitable hood for the person, finding a sturdy tree, and even borrowing a horse if you don’t happen to have one.

Yesterday, I posted a blog about my wonderful publicist. How he, of his own volition, brought me a “care package” of some of my favorite comfort foods because he knows I am on a deadline.

Over the past few days, after me trying to be the good brother and set up come creature comforts for Morrison and Madden later this year– behind the scenes, mind you– Madden took it upon herself to make these things public. Of course, in doing so, I became the whipping boy (not that this is particularly unusual, but I’d grown accustomed to not being flogged in public since it hadn’t happened in a while. Guess I just got complacent…My bad.)

At any rate, today, Madden has once again seen fit to post not ONE, but TWO blogs tossing sour grapes in my direction. Why? Because my publicist did something nice for me, and I thanked him and sang his praises in my blog .

Hence, give someone enough rope, they’ll hang themselves. Madden has just proven out her “Divaness” by being jealous and going on and on about it…

Poor Bird Lady… I guess all those feathers have finally gotten to her.

More to come…

Murv

PS. For those of you who might not know this– These tit for tat blogs between Dorothy, Kristin, and me are all in fun. We actually had someone think we were serious some time ago, and I don’t want that happening again. We are all incredibly good friends, and we are merely picking at one another for fun.