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Animal Diaries

Monday of this week was a sad day at our house — we had to have our cat of 17½ years put to sleep. Without going into detail I will tell you that she was growing increasingly miserable and thin from several different conditions, and the vet recommended that we euthanize her. Today's post is in memory of Adelaide.

We got Adelaide in the spring of 1995 as an 8-week-old kitten from the Humane Society. She was an absolutely adorable kitten, a feisty young cat, and a playful yet affectionate older cat who didn't lose her playfulness until the final year of her life. Not only was she a formidable huntress of creatures smaller than she, she was also able to put much larger animals in their place. In my mind's eye I can still see her as a young cat riding the neighbors' yelping chow out of our yard. How dare that nasty dog invade her territory?!

Having a cat with so much personality, we've had several nicknames for her through the years, depending on her role at the time. When she would curl up and purr next to a family member who was sick, we would call her Florence Nightingale. Long after she was a kitten, she still played like one. That perpetual youthfulness would prompt us to call her Doris Day.

In recent years it was her great delight to be on the desk whenever Becka and I were working on the laptop. Since she acted as if she were our secretary, we called her a name that possibly no one but us remembers. When Becka and I lived in Detroit, we were very amused at a recurring TV commercial in which a family was gathered for the reading of the will of a dearly-departed wealthy relative. The line we loved from that ad was something like "...and the bulk of my estate I leave to my faithful secretary Wanda Simone." That is our name for Adelaide that surfaced often in recent months. Here's a picture of our faithful secretary Wanda Simone this past Saturday evening.

Adelaide became more and more fixated on the laptop in her last couple of weeks, to the point of walking on it and even lying on it in our absence. When she walked on it, she had a special gift for opening programs and changing settings. In the picture below, you can see her walking away from a romp on the laptop. In the picture above, it is she who opened the search box on the computer with her footfalls!

You can also see in those two pictures, the second one especially, how emaciated she had become. As she walked around on the laptop, she did some "typing" in the search box she had opened. Below is a screen capture of the results of that prancing. She was able to capitalize some letters and then return to lower case! And in the middle of the string is "bju"!

I wonder if Adelaide would have come up with something like the following, if given sufficient time.
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Sense of Urgency?

This is a very short blog post to let my readers know that Megan's biopsy results have come back. The short of it is that her thyroid nodule is benign and that she does not have cancer! We are thanking the Lord for this wonderful answer to prayer. To those of you who prayed and shared words of encouragement, thank you so much!

If you want to read about her experience in her own words, Megan has done a blog post about it, including some cute pictures of Drew and Maddie.

I can't, of course, post without at least a bit of humor. Here's a story that I find quite amusing, dealing as I do with foreign languages and cultures.


A man was vacationing in Italy and saw that people were taking things really easy, so he asked the Italian tour guide, "You know, in Mexico people take things slowly and have a word in Spanish — mañana. It means tomorrow — it can wait till tomorrow. Do you have a word for it in Italian?"

The guide thought for a moment, and then replied, "No, I don't think we have any word with quite such a sense of urgency."


"Anger is never without reason, but seldom with a good one." — Benjamin Franklin

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In the beginning of his career Houdini escaped through a trap door on the floor. It was just a stage he was going through. Who knew he would lower himself to such levels?!

Thanksgiving Thoughts

Since my usual day to post is Wednesday each week, I've decided I'll probably not post next week. Everyone will be too busy preparing for Thanksgiving guests or traveling to be someone else's Thanksgiving guest to read a blog post from me. I may do a short post in the meantime, when we hear the results of our daughter Megan's biopsy. Many thanks to those who have prayed for her!

Today's post will a funny story, probably just an urban legend, but funny nonetheless, followed by a reposting of one of my favorite stories.

We'll start off with the funny story.

One year at Thanksgiving, my mom went to my sister's house for the traditional feast. Knowing how gullible my sister is, my mom decided to play a trick. She told my sister that she needed something from the store.

When my sister left, my mom took the turkey out of the oven, removed the stuffing, stuffed a Cornish hen, and inserted it into the turkey, and re-stuffed the turkey. She then placed the bird(s) back in the oven.
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Three Sundays out of the last four I have gone to a local nursing home to lead the singing for the Sunday morning service there. It's been a bittersweet experience as I've seen some elderly people who were my colleagues in the past. It's a blessing to have fond memories of those people's lives of service, but it's also difficult to see the ravages of aging on their bodies and minds.

A current colleague who is younger than I, by the way, was telling me recently that she gets in the middle of doing something and then remembers she needs to do something else. She starts to do that and then forgets what she had been doing. I told her she must be in the early stages of A.A.A.D.D. When she didn't know what I was talking about, I just knew I had to post this on my blog this week.

There is a new diagnostic category is sweeping the county. It's called A.A.A.D.D. — Age-Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. The following is a description of how it manifests itself:
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How Good Is Your Memory?

The other evening when we had several couples over for dinner, we had a lot of laughs around the table all evening. We were all especially amused at one of the exchanges in particular. When I said that I didn't remember that our elderly guests had lived in a certain place in the past, the wife said to her husband, "Honey, do I remember that?" We were all very amused at her remark, and fortunately she laughed right along with the rest of us. I'm sure, though, that it can't be fun to struggle more and more with memory in the aging process. I have enough problems with memory already. :-)

You long-time readers know that I usually steer away from most things political on my blog. But I'm going to start this post off with some heavier stuff than usual because there's something that's really bothering me. Please stick with me before skipping on to the lighter stuff at the end.

Next week we have our national elections, along with local and state issues as well. I have become increasingly disturbed at the dishonesty of the present administration. Many/most politicians are known to bend, spindle, and even mutilate the truth, but lately distortion has grown to epic proportions. And I'm going to mention an issue I'd like you to remember as you cast your votes. There are those who don't want us to remember certain facts, or even to know about them in the first place.

If the only news you get comes through the major media outlets, you probably do not even know that, for over a month, there has been a cover up by the Obama administration as they have knowingly and continually lied to the American people about what happened in the attack and deaths of four Americans in Benghazi, Libya. The mainstream media (MSM) is complicit in the cover up, knowing that by reporting the real news, the guy for whom they're totally in the tank will be seen for what he really is. If you are unaware of some of the news from Benghazi, check out alternative news sources available online. A good place to start is this post on PowerLine blog. The blog post quotes in totality an article published by Mark Steyn. Some of the language in his article is not for the faint of heart as Steyn quotes VP Joe Biden's incredible remarks to the father of one of the Navy Seals killed in the terrorist attack.

The media, long-known for its liberal bias, had no qualms about trying to derail the re-election of an incumbent president at almost exactly this same point in the 2004 campaign, with the obvious intent of trying to make the Bush administration look bad. Yet the MSM do not report genuine, current matters of national security that could help voters decide if they want four more years of this. There has been all kinds of news that the MSM has chosen to withhold during the last four years — news that would have looped endlessly if a conservative were the president. I find such dereliction of duty pathetic.

Will Rogers said, "The short memories of American voters is what keeps our politicians in office." I hope as we go into the polling places next week that we will remember broken promises. I was able to find a news outlet that listed the broken promises Obama made in the 2008 election — http://www.politifact.com/truth-o-meter/promises/obameter/rulings/promise-broken Obama doesn't want you to remember that he has a record that he must run from rather than on.

Now on to the lighter side of faulty memories....
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