Kick scarcity thinking out the door.

March 8th, 2010

I mean really…Look at these guys. Do they look like they have a thought in their heads about scarcity?

Rama and Chester cuddle

 Karma and Target

No way. They don’t tense up, waiting for the other shoe to drop. They don’t worry about their luck running out. They live in the moment, enjoying their naps, their play, their meals, the attention we give them. We could learn a thing or two from them.

I’ve had a pretty good year so far. A lot of good stuff is happening for me. Every once in awhile, I catch a thought trying to sneak in:

“Enjoy the good because it won’t always be good…”

“What goes up must come down…”

“Enjoy this while it lasts…”

“You’re so lucky…”

 I credit yoga and awareness for helping me catch these thoughts before they turn into something more. I mean — why? “What goes UP must keep going UP” could be just as true as “What goes up must come down,” so why not pick the more positive statement? It sure improves my mood, which may even affect the likelihood of more good stuff happening. Yea.

I said to my husband today, “I’m really feeling very lucky.” But he said, “Luck has nothing to do with it. You worked hard for years.” Actually, I think the truth is somewhere in between. And like I said in a previous post about Old Stories, it really doesn’t matter.

Chester gets up in the morning. He doesn’t entertain the thought of luck running out. Nope. Chester jumps on the bed, purrs, sticks his fat-cheeked face up to ours, and gives us a “murph.” (”Murph” is a little sound he makes when he’s hungry.) He’s enjoying the moment. Getting rid of ol’ stingy thinking helps me enjoy the moment, AND the life, more.

 

 

Old stories, new stories!

March 5th, 2010

Seems I am always getting more and more aware of my “old stories” lately. Yoga has a lot to do with helping me become aware of my old stories. Somehow, when you get more quiet and notice the patterns that your mind tends to take, and get completely honest with yourself — you become more aware of your old stories. Ultimately it is quite freeing!

What’s an old story? Here’s one I discovered myself doing yesterday. I have an old story that “it’s very hard to be a writer.” This has surfaced for me recently, as I’ve had the good news that I’ll have a book published in October. Immediately, my mind creates all kinds of stuff to go along with that — “I worked so hard for this,” “I worked years for this,” “no one will have any idea how special this is,” “no one knows how hard it is to get published,” blah…blah…blah!

Of course, some of this is true. It is hard to be a writer. It is hard to get published. It can take years and years and years. But the freeing thing about becoming aware of my old stories is that I can recognize them and put them in their proper place. I don’t have to expend mental energy regurgitating all this stuff because none of it matters. Yes, it’s hard to be a writer, but who cares? I’d write anyway. See? It’s gone, and all the angst along with it. I’ll still write, whether the old stories are in my head or not, so why not drop them? I find this really really neat.

Do I have old stories about my cats? Not really. They’re too…pure, or different, or not neurotic enough, to inspire this kind of thinking in me. Maybe. Yeah, we can argue that cats are neurotic, and maybe they are. But somehow, they don’t lead me to the kind of angst that my old stories are capable of. And that’s just another one of the gifts they give me — they help me keep my head on straight!

  

 

Update and Gratitude Post

March 3rd, 2010

Spring is starting to come! There is still snow on the ground but it’s getting shiny and crunchy from all the thawing during the day and refreezing at night. I have been skiing just about every morning, but at this rate, soon there will be nothing to ski on. The weather has been phenomenal — weeks of beautiful blue skies and warm weather. Very unusual. Let the weather pattern stay! And I need to get busy and get some seeds started. That’s what we do here — it’s too short of a growing season to directly plant veggie seeds in the ground, so gardeners start stuff inside and eventually move it outside and into the garden.

And I’m quite busy with a number of things, including preparing a list of every person I’ve ever known, for pre-publication book publicity. The list is up to 200 people already, and growing. This process is stirring up a lot of memories and making me remember people and work/social situations I haven’t thought about in years. Too bad I can’t add cats to the list — I’ve known many cats in my life.

I dropped off more cat food at the donation collection area for our local food shelf. There were other donations in the box, which made me happy. Yay community spirit! And, the vet’s office where the donation area is has an adorable resident black cat named Lucy. She’s small, has sleek black hair, and has an adorable round face.

There’s a lot to be grateful for these days:

Chester’s wise, understanding look as he watches us, and his happiness.

The cats all getting along well. Keiran seems to be listening to me when I’ve told him not to be aggressive — usually.

The rising sun in the sky and warm days! Spring is coming.

Cars that work. :) (don’t ask…)(all is good)

Spring plans for gardens. My favorite season.

Contented cats, lying by the fire now – not making a noise. All is good. Or as Milo would say, “it’s all good.”

The Orange Cat Club has a message for YOU.

February 26th, 2010

What is the Orange Cat Club?

They’re your cats, they’re my cats. They’re every orange cat you’ve ever seen, where you knew there was more going on than met the [human] eye. These cats are up to more than a cat should be able to accomplish.

Where is the Orange Cat Club?

They’re Everywhere. They’re in your home. They’re in mine. They’re in China, Tibet, Antarctica, Australia, Denmark, Ethiopia, and everywhere in between.

What’s the purpose of this “Club?”

Basically, they’re here to teach us people a valuable lesson. It’s the lesson of love, something that everyone who is owned by an animal understands. Unconditional love. it’s the lesson of connection. We are all connected; all of us on this Earth, on the planet, every cat, person, dog, tree, stone, everything.

Is this a book?

Yes — a very short e-book, written in poem-form, about how Orange Cats help this troubled world, and the troubled humans that inhabit it. But it’s really a metaphor for the victory of good over despair, for the victory of caring and love over apathy and bad choices.

Are there pictures?

Yes! There are great photos of orange cats, and even some black cats and silver cats, too!

Who would love this e-book?

Anyone! Really. Children love this fable. Adults love it. It’s fun to read out loud, and it’s fun to read to yourself. It will make you feel good, and restore your confidence in the goodness of the world.

Who’s the hero? 

Milo, of course! He’s my famous orange cat — no longer with us in this world, but still doing his important work on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. On Milo’s sturdy shoulders rests the fate, and the resurrection, of the world.  

Can I hear a little excerpt? Please, please?

Sure — here’s a part near the beginning of the story. Tension is building — how can the orange cats solve the problem that’s been laid at their feet [paws]?

“Let’s form the Orange Cat Club,”

the elder cats said,

and drew on their knowledge

to make the dream happen.

There were cats far and wide

of cinnamon color,

who pricked up their ears

and took heed of the call.

There were orange cats in China

bedraggled in alleys

and orange cats in Africa

clinging to zebras.

Buy the e-book here to hear the rest of the story!

 

Where can I buy The Orange Cat Club?

The Orange Cat Club is available as a downloadable pdf file here. Go check it out, and then BUY! I promise you you’ll enjoy the story. And you’ll never look at your cats the same way again.

 

Lessons learned — how to foster a good relationship with your veterinarian

February 24th, 2010

Here are a few thoughts I have on how to choose a veterinarian, or aspects to consider. To me, this is an important relationship. If you and your vet aren’t on the same page, it could lead to stress, misunderstanding, or missteps regarding the health care of your pet.

Understand your vet’s philosophy — do you have similar views about end of life care for your pet? Do you have a simliar approach to the frequency of certain vaccinations, for example? Some vets believe that older cats should get less frequent vaccinations. Others stick to the “all vaccinations annually” mindset. Do your research and decide which philosophy you prefer. Then find a vet who feels the same way.

Make sure your vet understands your philosophy. If you’re a person that will pay for tests and procedures that other customers might bypass, let your vet know that. They may not be able to read your mind, but if they know you want more in-depth testing, etc., they’ll be more able to lay out the options for you, as you make decisions about your animal’s health care.

Check out their bedside manner. None of us are created equally in this matter, and neither are veterinarians. One vet may be quite compassionate — another may have a cool bedside manner. A cool bedside manner may not be a problem for you until you’re in a stressful situation involving pet care and health decisions. During such times, an off-putting bedside manner can turn into a terrible memory. A sensitive vet, in my opinion, handles animals and their people with compassion, intuition, and knowledge. I am fortunate to have such a vet!

Know that all vets are not the same. Some know things that others do not. Some will diagnose an animal’s condition and come up with completely different strategies. Sometimes, second opinions are a good thing. Knowledge is a great thing. The more you know, the more prepared you can be to understand possible health situations for your pet, and to ask good questions that will hopefully yield more information for you.

Prepare yourself, mentally, before your trip to the vet. List out anything and everything you want to address. Vets are busy, so are you – the stress of time or health issues in the vet’s office can cause you to accidentally forget to bring up details, or to ask about additional courses of action. Go in prepared.  

Finally, don’t assume that all the vets who work in the same office have the same philosophy. This is something to be aware of if you have a favorite vet, since there may be circumstances when you need to see another vet at the office.

When you think about it, it’s a huge responsibility — the health care of your cat or dog. If you do your best to stay educated on your end, it will make the decisions you need to make about pet health care that much more informed. You may even teach your vet something, now and again.

 

All wired up…

February 19th, 2010

Today I worked myself into a pretty wired-up state. There are a lot of really good things happening right now, and some big decisions that need to be made. I was so wired that yoga didn’t even calm me down. Finally, a hard ski at sunset calmed me down alittle, but I think it was also the time of day. Maybe I was finally slowing down after living with my racing mind all day.

I’ve often wondered why my cats will suddenly race across the room for no reason at all. Are THEY all wired up? Do they sense stress building, and is this some instinctive way to settle down? It seems like a good mechanism, if so. They seem to have a great capacity to entertain themselves. Of course, they love to be entertained by us, with their multitude of toys.

I remind myself of my cats, when I take a hard ski to work off some stress. I love it that they’re inventive enough to play and exercise by themselves, or with others (cats or humans).  

 

“Remember to pet every cat at least once a day…” — my personal balance check

February 17th, 2010

This is what I’ve been telling myself in the last few days. I’ve been pulled a lot of directions lately, and so busy that I realize some days have passed where I might not touch one of my cats during a 24 hour period. That’s not good! The cats miss it, I miss it. Sure, they have each other, and they’re doing a fine job of entertaining themselves.

[True life example — if Chester can’t get anyone to throw his “baba” for him (this is a picture of a toy like Chester’s “baba“) — he’s learned to play with it himself. He’ll not only bat it around, but he’ll push it under a door, and reach under the door to grab it; or he’ll leave it on on side of a door, get on the other side of the door, crouch, build great drama, tense, and pounce. And he’d having a good time doing it.]

But still.

That’s all fine and good, but I miss my babies when I don’t pet them at least once a day. Even that seems pitiful. I know this is a good balance check for me. Life’s getting out of balance if I don’t have time to relax and enjoy sitting with my cats, stroking them without a care in the world about time or perceived lack of it.

And so I thank my cats again — for reminding me when I’m starting to get out of balance, and for pulling me back into line.

Give a gift — Cat-House Sonnets

February 16th, 2010

 

Do cats inspire poetry? Yes, they do. Author Margy Ohring has created 100 sonnets about cats in an attractive book, available for sale at thruacatseyes.com — right here.

Have you ever longed to get inside the mind of your cat? Now you can! Laugh, cry, love your cats as you enjoy these poems. Order Cat-House Sonnets right here!

 

 

A happy ending to a cat rescue story

February 12th, 2010

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about a cat who needed a home.

This story has a happy ending. My friend rescued the kitten, had her spayed and gave her shots, and gave her a home in their heated shop area. (They have a fairly small house and several animals already in the house.) It became obvious that the kitten would thrive in a home with a family. My friend took the kitten (named Lexie) to a shelter in a nearby town, where a foster person had offered to take Lexie until she was adoptable. But the foster person ended up falling in love with Lexie, and adopted her herself.

Lexie lost her ears and part of her tail to frostbite, as a result of exposure to bitter cold, before my friend rescued her. If my friend had not rescued her, this kitten likely would have died. Thanks to the effort of my friend and the foster-person, another cat was saved!

Here are some sweet pictures of this very happy rescued kitty.  

 

 

Interesting male cat dynamics in the household

February 10th, 2010

We have four boy cats in the house now, and two girls. Jamie is the oldest at 18 or 19 years, and really not that interested in interacting with the other guys. (Jamie has always been a loner cat — the one that we suspect would dearly love to be the only cat.)

It’s been really fun to watch the dynamics between the boys as Keiran has adjusted to his recent move from the office to the house. Keiran and Rama (aka Dyson) are really well matched. They’re both young enough to wrestle, and neither one is too intimidated by the other. Generally, I would call what’s going on playfighting. They’ll smack at each other through the fabric of the ever popular cat-tent — one cat inside and one outside. There’s been no scratching, and no bleeding.

Mostly, Chester isn’t that interested in rough-housing. But sometimes, Keiran wants to push it. Keiran will then start posturing a little more aggressively, crouching, and start to howl. It doesn’t turn into much, but I’m not sure it’s the kind of dynamic I want to encourage. I did a little research on this. What I found suggested that people should break up the beginning of what looks like it could be a more aggressive cat fight, or it will just continue to surface. Unlike dogs, cats don’t automatically work things out with aggressive fighting.

To break up a cat fight, or what seems that it could evolve into an aggressive progression, distract the cats by shouting, clapping, distracting with a favorite toy (I grab the cat-tent…it works), or spraying them with water. Don’t put your hands in the middle of an all-out cat fight. It hasn’t come to that here, but I’m glad that my intuitions were proved correct regarding not wanting to encourage the seedling of aggressive behavior.