Johnny's Mother looked out the window and noticed him 'playing church' with their cat.He had the cat sitting quietly and he was preaching to it.

She smiled and went about her work.

A while later, she heard loud meowing and hissing and ran back to the open window to see Johnny baptizing the cat in a tub of water. She called out, 'Johnny, stop that! The cat is afraid of water!'

Johnny looked up at her and said, 'He should have thought about that before he joined my church.'

~

This is a cute enough story for just about anyone who's received it via e-mail. However, I think my sister and I have an entirely different appreciation for it, set apart from most.

Growing up in the country, we had cats.
Multitudes of cats.

We also grew up having an aunt who happened to be a Catholic Nun.

And I can remember her bringing us a little plastic bottle of Holy Water each on one of her visits to see us.

Being like, 7, and Lutheran - as it were - we politely accepted our gift, knowing it was something to be cherished and not tossed... although not exactly sure what to do with it?

So, we decided to baptize our newest kittens!

Oddly enough though, I don't remember how it all 'went down' from there? Maybe Jodi does. But, I'm thinking they were such little kittens that they didn't know any better. And, thankfully for the kitties, we were more accustomed to 'sprinkling' than to 'dunking'.

But, I do remember coming away from that feeling pretty good about it afterward.

Even if the kitties didn't!!

~

Mark 1:8 "I baptize you with water, but He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit!" (NLT)

My Girl

Well, as of today, I've had my little crazy 'street' cat one year. I can't believe that I even know that. I just remember that it was early Sunday morning the weekend following Valentine's Day.

Outside my window in the parking lot just talking away. So, as is customary for me with any strays that show up, I threw on my robe, called her up to my apartment and she just ran right up the steps and walked in like she owned the place. Made herself so at home that I didn't have the heart to follow my usual protocol of: let them in, warm them up, see if they're hungry, send them on their way.

There was something different about this one. Sounds crazy, but there was more of a 'connection' with her. (Okay, so call me Crazy Cat Lady.) Now, granted it has caused for much frustration, as she drives cranky Sammi crazy and they fight incessantly and contrary to how involved she likes to be in cleaning up (as you can tell from the pictures) she can make a bigger mess of this place than most dogs could!

But, she's sweet, loving and fun to play with. And, I think we're both just here to get each other through life a little sweeter. And she is welcome here as long as she likes! (Sorry, Sammi.)

Welcome to My World ~ Where the FUN 'never Ends'!


Well, I did it.

I don't know how it happened.

I always swore I'd never be 'one of those people'.

And yet, last night at Target, I finally broke down and got my sweet -albeit- spastic kitten a 'Circle of Fun'. (I think I can still technically refer to her as a kitten as long as she remains unruly and out of control. Although, she has grown quite a bit by now.)

Here, I've always been one to look down at the crazy cat people out there who bought the cheesy cat toys and horrid scratching posts and such.

But, having this wild little feline, (who is running around, bounding off the furniture as I type) I've really been put in a 'corner'... along with my scratching pad (complete with catnip), odd-looking little half-ball cat toys with feathers sticking up, and now my most newly acquired 'Circle of Fun'.

As soon as I got it home and discovered that it required putting together 60-some odd parts, I could already tell that it would prove 'unending fun' for all. (ha-ha) I think by the time it was all said and done, it took me longer to put the darned thing together than it took her to become disinterested in it.

She did find it exciting as she 'assisted' in my putting it together. And did check it out right away, but for some reason, she's still more intrigued by my Christmas tree and its lovely tree skirt! (The whole reason behind my purchase of the 'Circle of Fun'.) I guess running around in a nylon 'wheel' doesn't hold a candle to hanging from the 3rd row of branches on Old Tannenbaum!

Oh, well.

Who knew.

So, can anybody tell me just how much longer before this girl settles down?!? I mean, as much fun as it is to get awoken each and every morning to play 'fetch' and get to clean up kitty litter that's been flung as far as possible (on account of her spinning out in the box (!) just for entertainment purposes), I'd love to just have a 'normal' lazy cat once again!!

And yes, Jodi... her eyes are pretty much dialated like that ALL THE TIME!!! :)