We All Need A Good Laugh From Time To Time

Noah & me (GA) said:
This has been our Christmas tree guy for the last 21 years.
I miss you Oma.
Monty our Christmas moose. He's almost as tall as our tiny tree.
Cynthia and whatever this thing is.
What a 28 pound cat looks like, two 12 pound turkeys and 4 pounds of stuffing. Miss you Kobiashi.

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Your wife has a beautiful smile and your Christmas tree guy has a kindness in his eyes. Who is Oma? Your mom - maybe? Love Monty and his grin. Now that is a huge teddy bear with your wife. Looks like he is pretty fond of her. He will keep you on your toes. Your Kobiashi is beautiful. I can't imagine a 28 pound cat. We always miss the cats we have lost in our lives. I remember cats from back in my junior high school days. Each and every one of them have been special in their own ways.
 
Oma is Dutch for grandma. She lived alone into her 80's, loved animals, none of the hysteria and drama I grew up with.
Last year was the tree guy's last year. He was a dairy farmer and had Clydesdales, something Cynthia grew up with.
Kobiashi had been abandoned in an empty house. Maybe the foster parents thought we wouldn't want him because he was stuffed into a crate when I picked him up, they almost shoved me out the door. I get home, open the door and out pops the monster cat. I had no idea how big he was. He was a gentle soul who lived another 10 years with us.
 
I have always loved the horses. Especially, the big ones, the draft horses, that are disgarded and sent to slaughter along with so many others like the mustangs. The Clydesdales, the Belgians, the Percherons. The big, beautiful, hard-working horses we humans use and then discard. Sorry, I can't get into this. It is a passion of mine beyond the cats and dogs and always breaks my heart what we humans do to them when they are no longer needed.

We always miss our grandmas, don't we?

Kobiashi was lucky that you found him and took him home.
 
Summer and Susie (GA) said:
Hi Suzanne. I went back to the doctor yesterday. He said everything looked good but I still have blurry vision. I guess I have to be patient. They say it will improve my long distance vision better than my close up vision so I need to keep that in mind and they did say that I would probably still require readers. I go back for another recheck on the 29th.

Love your compassion with the fostering. Mr. Darcy had a lot of siblings and I'm so glad you are taking care of them. From what I can see they all look like Darcy. I would love to do what you do but I don't have the money and mom would never approve of my fostering. Like me, she thinks I would never be able to let go. I do, desperately, want a kitten some day. They are so cute and entertaining.

Wishing you the best Christmas ever and may you, too, have a better upcoming year! Between you and me and sweet Adrienne (and so many others) - this was a tough year with the loss of our very loved kitties.[/QUO
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Summer and Susie (GA) said:
I have always loved the horses....It is a passion of mine
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Cynthia's dad ran a working heritage farm with Clydesdales. On our last not-for-fun trip to BC was visited the 200 year old cemetery where her dad's ashes are buried. The donkeys below were in the field across the road, very friendly and curious. Then we went to the heritage farm and there were the Clydesdales, it was a very emotional thing for CJ. Last is Ireland and at least 70 years ago, Cynthia's mom on a horse. Our Christmas tree guy had Belgian Draft horses.
If there are no cats, dogs or horses in Heaven then what's the point?

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Noah & me (GA) said:
Cynthia's dad ran a working heritage farm with Clydesdales. On our last not-for-fun trip to BC was visited the 200 year old cemetery where her dad's ashes are buried. The donkeys below were in the field across the road, very friendly and curious. Then we went to the heritage farm and there were the Clydesdales, it was a very emotional thing for CJ. Last is Ireland and at least 70 years ago, Cynthia's mom on a horse. Our Christmas tree guy had Belgian Draft horses.
If there are no cats, dogs or horses in Heaven then what's the point?

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Amen to your last point. Wasn't it Will Rogers who said "If dogs don't go to Heaven then I want to go where they go".

Lovely little donkeys. Love the old photo in Ireland.
 
Summer and Susie (GA) said:
I finally got to take the bandage off yesterday afternoon. It was really bothering me. My eyesight is a little better but I am hoping it will continue to improve. Always good to hear from you, Alisa. Hope you and your furbabies and family are doing well and I wish you a very Merry Christmas!
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Merry Christmas to you and all of yours too. I hope you can enjoy the holidays with everyone you love and that Boo behaves!
 
Noah & me (GA) said:
This has been our Christmas tree guy for the last 21 years.
I miss you Oma.
Monty our Christmas moose. He's almost as tall as our tiny tree.
Cynthia and whatever this thing is.
What a 28 pound cat looks like, two 12 pound turkeys and 4 pounds of stuffing. Miss you Kobiashi.

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Kobiashi is the fluffy orange cat? Did you name him? Is that a Star Trek reference
 
Noah & me (GA) said:
Cynthia's dad ran a working heritage farm with Clydesdales. On our last not-for-fun trip to BC was visited the 200 year old cemetery where her dad's ashes are buried. The donkeys below were in the field across the road, very friendly and curious. Then we went to the heritage farm and there were the Clydesdales, it was a very emotional thing for CJ. Last is Ireland and at least 70 years ago, Cynthia's mom on a horse. Our Christmas tree guy had Belgian Draft horses.
If there are no cats, dogs or horses in Heaven then what's the point?

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That is a lovely photo of your wife. Very cool old photo- which is Cynthia’s mother?
 
Suzanne & Darcy said:
Kobiashi is the fluffy orange cat? Did you name him? Is that a Star Trek reference
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Suzanne & Darcy said:
which is Cynthia’s mother?
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Kobiashi was anything but fluffy, very short haired and built like a giant melon with stubby legs. It is a ST reference but it's spelled wrong.
I think CJ's mom is on the right. We had to put these photos on a 50 inch TV before she could see them, macular degeneration. That's typical of her, always a smile and fearless.
 
Noah & me (GA) said:
Kobiashi was anything but fluffy, very short haired and built like a giant melon with stubby legs. It is a ST reference but it's spelled wrong.
I think CJ's mom is on the right. We had to put these photos on a 50 inch TV before she could see them, macular degeneration. That's typical of her, always a smile and fearless.
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Oh, I am so sorry that she has macular degeneration. Have you all tried all the conventional treatments and alternative ones? She is very lovely and full of life.
I thought that the photo made him look fluffy. I will recheck it. We just let go a foster kitten named Duffy… it was really Fluffy Duffy. We had him and his brothers for eight months. Basically, they were family members. There were delays with the shelters receiving them. He was only about nine months old and already over 10 lbs. I think he’s going to be a big boy. He was what I call a flop-cat who will let you do anything to him… hold him upside down like a baby, etc. look… now I have made myself sad again.
 
Suzanne & Darcy said:
Oh, I am so sorry that she has macular degeneration. Have you all tried all the conventional treatments and alternative ones? She is very lovely and full of life.
I thought that the photo made him look fluffy. I will recheck it. We just let go a foster kitten named Duffy… it was really Fluffy Duffy. We had him and his brothers for eight months. Basically, they were family members. There were delays with the shelters receiving them. He was only about nine months old and already over 10 lbs. I think he’s going to be a big boy. He was what I call a flop-cat who will let you do anything to him… hold him upside down like a baby, etc. look… now I have made myself sad again.
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When you say you let Duffy go I hope you mean to a new home and not due to illness. I don't know how you don't get attached to all of your fosters.
 
I'm not sure I could be a foster, I'd be forever wondering did this cat go to the right home.
Maybe ten years ago this big guy showed up at our back door. He was obviously someone's cat but not chipped, no posters, nothing in the local paper, zero. I made the "mistake" of feeding him and one morning he was howling so I let him in. He just walked in, said hi to nine cats and a dog and parked himself on the sofa. Weeks went by until we got a call, "you have my cat". Some miserable woman showed up blabbering about how much she and the kids loved the cat. She loved him so much she went on vacation out of the country after he went missing. She went on about how he doesn't like men and hates being picked up so I picked him up, then flipped him over to rub his belly. "You mean like this?" That really annoyed her and when I quizzed her about how hard she was looking her big head turned red. We called him Bob and would have kept him but it wasn't up to me.
We're the last house before a schoolyard, then condos and crazy traffic. We've had 3 dogs and dozen cats just show up here, some of the owners were eternally grateful but some just didn't deserve their animal back. It's not a stuffed toy. Too bad you couldn't stay Bob.
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Noah & me (GA) said:
I'm not sure I could be a foster, I'd be forever wondering did this cat go to the right home.
Maybe ten years ago this big guy showed up at our back door. He was obviously someone's cat but not chipped, no posters, nothing in the local paper, zero. I made the "mistake" of feeding him and one morning he was howling so I let him in. He just walked in, said hi to nine cats and a dog and parked himself on the sofa. Weeks went by until we got a call, "you have my cat". Some miserable woman showed up blabbering about how much she and the kids loved the cat. She loved him so much she went on vacation out of the country after he went missing. She went on about how he doesn't like men and hates being picked up so I picked him up, then flipped him over to rub his belly. "You mean like this?" That really annoyed her and when I quizzed her about how hard she was looking her big head turned red. We called him Bob and would have kept him but it wasn't up to me.
We're the last house before a schoolyard, then condos and crazy traffic. We've had 3 dogs and dozen cats just show up here, some of the owners were eternally grateful but some just didn't deserve their animal back. It's not a stuffed toy. Too bad you couldn't stay Bob.
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Beautiful big cat and sad story. I hope Bob was okay when he went back home. I would be like you. Heartbreaking enough to give them up but even more concerning wondering if they went to a good home.
 
Noah & me (GA) said:
@Suzanne & Darcy Sorry Suzanne, I hope what I said about letting a foster go came out right. It takes someone special to do that and that person is you.
Besides Marco this is why I haven't set foot in a shelter in many years. He's only outside here because he's too smart to run off, getting some daddy time in the snow.

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No offense taken, Dickson. It is difficult to let them go. We put our whole hearts into them! Most times we are able to submit a letter that is given to the adoptive family. We’ve been very lucky so far in our adopters contacting us and sending photos. Many of them keep in touch. We never forget one of our sweet foster kittens and cats. I am glad to be working with a good organization now. Prior to this we were not, and this is how we ended up with quite a few cats — no suitable adopters — and we were not willing to let them go to just anyone!
 
Noah & me (GA) said:
I'm not sure I could be a foster, I'd be forever wondering did this cat go to the right home.
Maybe ten years ago this big guy showed up at our back door. He was obviously someone's cat but not chipped, no posters, nothing in the local paper, zero. I made the "mistake" of feeding him and one morning he was howling so I let him in. He just walked in, said hi to nine cats and a dog and parked himself on the sofa. Weeks went by until we got a call, "you have my cat". Some miserable woman showed up blabbering about how much she and the kids loved the cat. She loved him so much she went on vacation out of the country after he went missing. She went on about how he doesn't like men and hates being picked up so I picked him up, then flipped him over to rub his belly. "You mean like this?" That really annoyed her and when I quizzed her about how hard she was looking her big head turned red. We called him Bob and would have kept him but it wasn't up to me.
We're the last house before a schoolyard, then condos and crazy traffic. We've had 3 dogs and dozen cats just show up here, some of the owners were eternally grateful but some just didn't deserve their animal back. It's not a stuffed toy. Too bad you couldn't stay Bob.
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Oh, that face!!❤️❤️❤️
 
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