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A Catholic who follows Rome & the Magisterium. I'm against gay "marriage", abortion, embryonic stem cell research, euthanasia, human cloning. Altar girls, Communion in the hand, Eucharistic Ministers and "Protestant" music in the Church doesn't bother me at all. A proud American retired submarine sailor. Our borders should be secured with a 10 ft. high fence topped by concertina wire with minefields out to 20 yards on both sides and an additional 10 yards filled with warning signs outside of that Let's get energy independent NOW! Back Israel to the max, stop appeasing followers of the Pedophile Prophet. Pro 2nd Amendment, pro death penalty, Repeal all hate crime legislation. Back the police unless you'd rather call a hippie when everything hits the fan. Get government out of dealing with education, childhood obesity and the enviornment. Stop using the military for sociological experiments and if we're in a war don't micromanage their every move. Kill your television, limit time on the computer and pick up a book. God's will be done and may He have mercy upon us all.

Monday, February 18, 2013

What the @#$%ing cat taught me.

That was what I called her on good days.

I used the past tense because we put our oldest feline down last week. She was wasting away, thirteen years old and on her final legs. Time to go.

It was strictly my wife's cat. The animal never had any use for me. N-E-V-E-R. From the time the wife brought her home and she took one look at me and ran away, the tone of our relation to one another was set. Who knows why? I'm not much for cats, they've always been the wife's thing.

Anyway for thirteen years I'd get growled at, hissed at, spat at. I cheerfully returned the sentiment by scaring the bejayzus out of "Speedy" when I could. Towards the end we tolerated one another, I figured it was the least she could finally do for the guy who'd emptied her litter box every day for over a decade, took her to the vet when necessary, moved the entire entertainment center TWICE when the stupid animal got herself trapped behind it (our cats aren't too bright for some reason).

So down she went last Thursday, we immediately got another cat so the impact on the kids would be minimal. They came home, saw the new (and more sociable) addition to the family, wept briefly over their pet's death and now have us listing "Speedy" amongst our intentions every night when we all pray the rosary. Nope, it doesn't jibe with Catholic beliefs. For animals you can bet dead is dead. But my children don't need to grow up that fast.

Yet it's funny, I honestly miss the little pain in the ass. Go figure.

I guess I learned you can care for someone/something even when they despise you.

Even a stinking cat.

5 comments:

Old Bob said...

Yeah, life's funny that way.
Hoodathunkit?
Best wishes for a good relationship with the new one.

Old Bob said...

PS - I, for one, will be interested to hear about your adventures with the new cat.
You know, it might like you.
Never can tell with cats.

Ioannes said...

"I guess I learned you can care for someone/something even when they despise you."

Excellent message. Thus Christ cared for us.

Subvet said...

Old Bob, thanks for stopping by. I'll definetly keep everyone posted on how "Sunny" is working out with the family.

Subvet said...

Ioannes, I also thought of Christ. If an old reprobate can feel that way about an animal, how much more so would the King of Kings?

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