Oh Goodness...

 Katie and I were going through her blog friends' blogs this morning and as we came to one we have started visiting more often, wham.  An unpleasant political statement

For me, I have been very careful on FaceBook and all three blogs to not air my little thoughts and opinions regarding politics.  NO one wants to read them...it would do NO good, as we all of us have our minds made up.  Nothing will pry loose a single perception that  one has already formed.  They are nailed in tightly and covered over with Gorilla Glue I am sure.  And each opinion we have is perceived by us every one,  as immutable, unswerving and of course, the only correct thing. 

The last thing I expected is cats and dogs and bunnies or the occasional turtle, etc. as having political things they feel they need to espouse and broadcast to other cats and dogs and bunnies in a CB bloggie.  

If I see it more than once, I'm outta there.  Neither Katie Isabella nor *I* cause others to suffer my/our little political thoughts and opinions,

swiped from the internet

 and I hope to have the same courtesy. Kitties and Woofies ought keep their opinions private and just speak of their days and lives.  Someone can put politics in their human blog or FB if they insist.  But I had hoped the precious animals in the CB would be a last bastion of non political talk.  

OK.  I can't imagine anyone here being particularly offended that I dislike politics on a sweet animal blog.   As not one of you who visit here does that.  Whew. 💗

What Possessed Me?

 Good Grief!  (I recall a friend at person who remarked  in semi- exasperation to my often uttered remark "good grief":  "Carole, there IS no good grief"!

But, good grief....  I was sitting in a chair with a heating pad at my back, and  suddenly I got up...went to the kitchen and cleaned the coffee pot.  You know that has to be done with vinegar.  Pew.  Then, I got the baking soda and scrubbed the pot inside and out to get rid of any lurking coffee stains which did exist.  Rinsed till the pot glowed...and turned to begin taking things out of the fridge, and I cleaned THAT out.  What in the world brought that on? My back still hurts too! 

 Scrubba scrubba dubba! And got that done, washed, dried, etc.  And back together.  Something came over me and I took the kitchen trash container (supposed to be white) apart, and spit shined IT!  If I hadn't already shined the wood kitchen floor yesterday I likely would have done that too.  I have the urge to bring my long table into my room and totally empty out a large cupboard onto it- and throw away things and make it more orderly.  

My million books and their shelves need to be cleaned up, and books put in better order, and believe me.  I am a book maven so I have many MANY books.  They are friends to me.  I re-read favorites many times.  Can't get rid of them.  Would be like losing family.  If someone was here to see me company while doing it...it would be done now.  But when I ask a friend to just sit and talk while I do it, they everyone think I want them to work.  No.  I don't. I meant what I said.  Just company. 

So, my feet are dancing while sitting here to get the table out, set it up in my room and get cracking! 

What? A Month Has Passed? Time Flies.

When you ain't having fun.  

 I am about to give this blog up.  I appreciate the friends who come by always.  I can't seem to be very interesting though.  That may be "my sign".  

Just got back from wally world and a grocery store.  I have to go back to wally's world as I saw the small bottle of makeup had been opened...of course after I got home.  And the grocery store sold me a bag of stale popcorn, that was like chewing rubber pieces.

Nothing like having to repeat the steps all over again. 😞

The cat still isn't happy at all.  She was doing alright till she fell using her tree trying to get down from the highest point. 

 She got a new tree and the old one was hauled away.  She hates the new one, though she got on it a total of three times in as many weeks.  She won't do anything she always did.  She hates the new dining table, and as for the tree...nada, and she won't play with any of her toys.  She just stays in her PTU all day except to eat and use her box.  Nope, not even Donkey. She won't play at night...all toys remain where they were.  No running feet marks in the carpet..just nothing but staying in her room mostly in the PTU. One toy made it to her room a few nights ago.  That's it. 

So, with this gloomy post, I'll say so long till the next post.  Oh.  She and I are alone until next Thursday.  Then Brovver will be back a couple days. 

So...grouch and gloomy here, will again, bid you bye.  Till we meet again.  Who knows?  If something good happens maybe it will be soon.