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I’ve received four scam emails in the last week. Here’s one for your amusement/edification:

GREETINGS IN JESUS NAME!!!

My name is Sister Joy Johnson from United States, I'm a widow suffering from Breast Cancer and Stroke, which denied me a child as a result i may not last till the next two months according to my doctor report. I'm married to late Pastor Bailey James, and we were married for many years without any issue child before his death. I'm 68 years old woman. I have some funds i inherited from my late husband the sum of (5.8 million dollars) which i needed a very honest and God fearing person who will claim the funds from the bank and use the funds for work of God Affair donation in the house of God, like propagating the good news of God and to endeavor God worshiping place and help less-privileged. I found your profile and i decided to contact you for the donation work of God Affair.

According to my doctor report i don't need any telephone communication in this regards because of my health, please if you would be able to use the funds for the work of God Affair as i stated contact me back so i will lead you to Ally Bank Limited International in Washington DC where this funds was deposited by my late husband Pastor Bailey James , for you to retrieve the funds in your name as the next of kin for work of God Affair thanks.

I will stop here until i hear from you soonest.
Contact E-mail: johnsonjoy3657@gmail.com

Always pray for my health.
May God bless you In Jesus name Amen!!!
Sister Joy Johnson

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This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software.

[email redacted, just in case IT’S A TRAP]
rose_cat: (cats adorable trio)
The day is fast approaching for us to collect the Adorable Trio. We'll be going up to Santa Clarita probably Saturday so we can stay the night, pick up the cats from the way station around 1 PM Sunday, and zoom back home. My dear cousin in Albuquerque has been, and continues to be, awesome. She's set most of this up and reassured me that the cats will handle this just fine (she has some experience in this area).

I think the house is ready. (Not that I won't be doing more stuff anyway.) Naturally I'm still worrying, but that's what I do.

Anyway, CATS! I feel my mood lifting already.

My apologies for people whose comments I haven't responded to. I'll catch up. It's been a little crazy here.
rose_cat: (cats adorable trio)
Guess what?

B and I are adopting the cats of a cousin of mine who sadly passed away several weeks ago. His sister (who lives in New Mexico) cleverly e-mailed me several photos of the trio while I was trying to decide if it was a good idea to do so. It worked.


Jillian (top), Rudy (center), and Jackson

seven more photos and the full story )
rose_cat: (tardis)
B and I are (finally!) having the house tented for termites. We'd hoped to do something more environmentally friendly than the gas, but the termites are too widespread for local treatments. So gas it is. At least it doesn't leave a residue like the stuff they used many years ago did.

We will have to vacuum up dead spiders and ants and whatever else has moved in. At least it'll kill all the ant nests in the walls, but Argentine ants are tough critters and will probably move back in soon. If we want to keep them out (ha!) we'll have to do a lot more caulking and sealing. Oh, and it turns out we'll see more ants as they come in to clean up all the dead creatures. (I wouldn't mind that -- free cleanup crew -- if only they'd all go back out afterwards and leave us the heck alone!)

We've arranged to stay in a hotel for three days. The house will be safe to move back into in two, but we'd like to stay an extra day. The hotel is close enough to the zoo that we can spend a couple of days there. We haven't been down there in many years -- it's about forty miles, and an hour of travel time (on a good day!), from where we live now, which is a hell of a trek for us, so we usually just go to the Safari Park, which is half the distance and half the time, and is a wonderful place as well. (Both are part of the Zoological Society, for which we have a yearly membership.)

We just have to double-bag and seal up (or toss) everything edible in the house that isn't in metal or glass and unopened. I've cut back the plants against the wall of the house. There wasn't much, but the lizards have been living in the vegetation. I've tried to make sure they can't get under the tarp.

There's no way we could have done this while Missy was still here. Boarding her was out of the question, even before she got so sick, and we couldn't stay away for more than part of a day either. We both still miss our kitty girl, but at least B and I can get away for a few days and relax and have a little fun. Life goes on.
rose_cat: (missy cat)
I alluded in a previous post to Missy’s “old tricks.” Here’s an instance from a few months ago.

I was eating dinner on the couch while watching TV (yes, I eat on the couch) with B and Missy. Missy was in her customary spot, on the bolster between us. (Convenient for petting on demand.) I got up for some reason or other and left the room.

During most of her life, Missy was uninterested in almost all people food. We’d even allowed her to get up on the dinner table while we were eating, since she caused no problems while she was there. (I’ll write about why she started getting away with that in the first place some other time.) In the past few years, however, that had changed, probably around the time we put her on a diet. In fact, she’d started trying to get at my plate whenever I ate on the couch. After some gentle correction on my part, though, she mostly behaved.

But I’d learned that if I left the room – or even moved a few feet away from my seat – that Missy was most definitely not to be trusted. If B was there, I’d remind him to keep on eye on things; otherwise, I’d pick up the plate and carry it with me.

I don’t know why I didn’t think to ask B to keep Missy in check this time.

B: Oh, Dear?

Me: Just a minute; I’ll be right there.

B: Dear, you really need to come and see this.

Missy had, true to form, helped herself. She’d pulled the thick slice of tri-tip off the plate when B was looking the other way. She was standing on the seat of the couch, her paws on her prize, just staring at it. It was a third of the length of her tail.

I couldn’t help but imagine her dragging away her kill, pulling it between her legs, like a leopard on the savannah. But she was just standing on it – as if to keep it from escaping – and looking confused.

“Well, I caught it…now what?”

I had to remove the cat and what was left of my dinner, as B was no help at all. He was laughing too hard.
rose_cat: (missy cat)
I'm taking Missy to the vet for the last time this afternoon. Time to let her go.
rose_cat: (cat rose)
Well, what do you know? I found a food Missy wants to eat! I got a few cans of Sheba to try, and she not only ate, but shoveled it in. I haven't seen her eat like that in weeks! She's a lot brighter and happier. So am I :)

I'll update in more detail later on.
rose_cat: (cat rose)
Stop this ride, I want to get off. And take my kitty girl to solid ground.

progress, such as it is )
rose_cat: (missy cat)
Missy is home and doing well. When I first brought her in, she was in a bit of a daze, but when I picked up a can of food, she focused immediately. She sucked that stuff in faster than I've seen her do in weeks -- hell, maybe months. This was the free sample from the vet -- it's a CKD diet that's supposedly better long-term than what she's been getting, and she did eat it in the hospital -- but we don't have much of it, and I don't know if she's likely to stay with it. So I just opened a new can of her usual stuff, hoping she'd still eat it. And she did. I mixed in a little water, and she seemed to have an easier time slurping it in. I kept sweeping it with my fingers back into a little hill as she pushed it around the plate, and she ate a good amount of that. Then she sat down, licked her chops, looked at me and purred.

Another good sign is that Missy's getting up to some of her old tricks, which I'll try to write about in the next post, among other things. The test results I'm worried about weren't available today. So that other shoe is still hanging up there.

Right now, B and I are focusing on keeping her as happy as possible, and loving her for as long as we can. Even at 3 AM. *sigh*

And now I hear meowing from the couch. Excuse me, my Miss-tress calls :D

(And then I'm going to collapse, if Missy leaves any room on the couch, that is.)
rose_cat: (missy cat)
Me, not so much.

First off, I want to thank all of you who've commented and PM'd and offered me support. I love you all so much, and I'm not sure how I'd get through all of this without you.

holding it together )
rose_cat: (missy cat)
...which, under the circumstances, is the best place for her to be. Which I know, but I'm not really feeling it right now.

details )
rose_cat: (missy cat)
We took Missy -- who, as several of you know, has had chronic kidney disease for over three years now -- for her regular (as in every few months) checkup. veterinary details and general sadness )
rose_cat: (pout)
...of keeping on track with rehab.

It's been a little rocky. If it's worth doing, it's worth overdoing. Only NOT )
rose_cat: (missy cat)
We took Missy for her six-month checkup a couple of weeks ago. Things look good. Not great, but good.

more about Missy and her mom )

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