"Feral ~ from feminine of ferus wild: having escaped from domestication and become wild"...




Sunday

'so that you all will know you are having a good Christmas..."

I wanted to do a nice post - maybe a pagaent, or song put on by all the critters here...

I so wanted to make a post about our 13 foot tree and how it took me three days to decorate...

I really wanted to do a post on how I wish I could bring you all the merriest of Christmases'...




Instead Im giving a 15 year old constipated cat named Isabel enemas made up of 50/50 solution of warm water and  KY jelly 
(which im sure this is NOT what the company had in mind when they made up this stuff)
and slowly unplugging her while she sits on an towel, growling when i open the door,
 p'o'ed at the world, checking her kitty litter box in the downstairs cat hospital bathrooom 
(where Tomez the burn victim cat lived for awhile after the fire).

An average Cat's life span is 14 years; shes past due her expiration date, but too darn fiesty to believe in statistics anyway... 

and dang it if Im going to have a dead cat for Christmas.

"If you want to live I'll help you" is my motto around here, and she wants to live.

so while you are all shopping, having/going to holiday parties, getting your own abode ready for the holidays, wrapping presents and making good things to eat, sharing all the joys of the holidays with loved ones...I get to occasionally stare at the eye of the tiger, the eye of sauron, the blinking eye that spits back... Now just you Think about this whole process of giving an old tough barn cat an enema if you even want to complain one iota this holiday season, because I would trade spaces with you in a heartbeat on this one...give me your fractious mother in law, your cranky dad, your lazy spouse, because after what I have been doing the last two days, 

I know I can handle 'em easily...with rubber gloves on.


At this point in my life, im pretty sure I solely exist to make people feel better about their own lives.


Amen.



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24 comments:

  1. Merry xmas to you and yours including your enema'd cat! :)

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  2. well, you did manage to put a smile on my face - followed by a heavy sigh for feral woman - and her cat. :)

    i do love your header, though.

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  3. I'm smiling too :) but I wouldn't change places if you gave me the whole dang mountain.
    Christmas blessings..

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  4. Oh you make my ice storm no travel and slippery but pretty thing a piece of cake. Merry Christmas my friend if anyone can do this I know you can because you are Super Feral and nothing is going to change your wonderful Christmas. HUGS HUGS xoxo

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  5. Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year!

    God Bless.

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  6. "At this point in my life, I'm pretty sure I solely exist to make people feel better about their own lives." Even if that were true, it's not such a bad reason--Merry Christmas!!

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  7. Oh dear your poor cat AND poor you!! I hope her problems are sorted soon.
    I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas :))

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  8. You need to write a book! Hope you and your cat are doing better by now so you can catch up on Christmas.

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  9. Oh, Janice! I'm sorry you are having this "interesting" experience at this time of year. Maybe in 2014 you should jump from timber cruiser to vet; the prospects seem promising, based on this experience! I do trust you and Isabel will arrive in 2014 none the worse for the wear of all this!

    Christmas Blessings and Bear hugs!

    P.S.: When you have a moment, please send along a picture of your 13 foot tree, and decorations. We don't need picture of Isabel.

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  10. Awwwww Feral. You have a heart of gold and one day you will be repaid 10 times over. I sure hope Isabel pulls through for you and I know you will have a wonderful Christmas anyway.

    Felicia

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  11. Merry Christmas to You, Mr. Foresterman, and all your loved ones!

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  12. Well! My Christmas wish for you is.... well... poo! As in no-longer-in-need- of-enema Isabel poo! Feisty ole thing.
    Really do want to see the 13 ft. tree!

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  13. When my cranky dad starts getting under my skin (guaranteed to happen), I will think of you and your enemas ... well, the enemas you are giving, not getting ... and I'll laugh and feel better. I hope Isabel pulls through.

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  14. Spreading Christmas Cheer one constipated cat at a time. You rock, Feral. MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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  15. I don't know who I feel sorry for more, you or the cat. Merry Christmas kiddo!

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  16. Oh boy. I think I'll be happy with the umpteen fresh cows we've had this week, and won't complain. May your Christmas be merry and bright...and may your cat find relief...soon! :)

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  17. OK! I'll make the trade....You can't have my Shug or my spouse....so you do the math! I can't believe I said that out loud. Santa is not going to come to my house now. Darn it!
    Have a Poopy Christmas! I mean that in a Merry way!!!

    Cindy Bee

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  18. Ewwww....I mean sounds lovely....really I feel terrible for you and your feline. I hope you both find relief before Christmas so you can both enjoy it more....and then maybe you can post some pics of what I am sure is a beautiful tree. In spite of your spitting cat please all of you have a wonderful Christmas.

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  19. What, no pictures? Merry Christmas.

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  20. Hee Hee
    Hope it is all worth it in the end ... and that miss kitty is on the mend.
    Merry Christmas Feral
    Your the best.
    Holidays Hugs,
    Willow

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  21. Good woman! Santas watching!! He'll reward you somewhere-someday!!
    Merry poopy Christmas!!!!
    Rain :)

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  22. Oh you have been so nice I hope Santa surprised you with lots of presents at least. And remember what you give you shall recieve one day. Ok I didn't mean the enema...

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  23. You're a good soul. Hope Isabel is doing okay.

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I am feral, so although I dont respond at all like most domesticated bloggers, I will try my best - Thank you for even wanting to leave a comment, as it may draw me out from the woods from whence I came!

Or under a rock, it depends most days...