Today is going to be the day from Hell

I have to have my sweet little boy cat put to sleep today. I've had him for nearly 20 years, since he was a tiny little kitten. He was my first pet when we got our own home, and he has outlived the other three sweet animals I got after him. But he limps so very badly when he walks, and throws up nearly every day. He's gone from the big nearly fat cat he was in his prime to skinny as can be. He has very few teeth left and has a hard time eating. Wet foods make him totally sick, so we never had that route. I wish they'd never done away with Tender Vittles!

This is going to break my heart. Which is why we've kept him around probably a lot longer than we should have. So now it's time to think of him first, but oh it is sooooo hard. I barely made it through work yesterday, knowing what the next day would bring.
He's put up with a lot of the years. And very seldom did he ever really get mad.
I will miss the fact that he talks to me, every day. A lot. I saw on tv once that American Shorthair cats are quiet animals. Whoever said that doesn't know my Merlin. He has a lot to say, and if he thinks you're not paying enough attention to him, he lets you know.
He was my cat from day one, following me around the house and crying if he lost sight of me. But he's been remarkably tolerant of the kiddo as well. Our female would just take off and hide under something or up on something. Merlin would let her poke at him for ages before he would just jump down and find a kid-free spot.

I will miss you dreadfully, sweet cat.

Good grief, y'all!

People really need to start taking responsibility for their own actions. I'm so tired of they way people blame others for things that they're responsible for.

Case in point: Our assistant manager was on maternity leave. Before she left she showed another woman how to do certain aspects of her job so that when she came back from leave she wouldn't have piles of work to catch up on. The other woman never did a thing, so sure enough the a.m. came back to a large pile of paperwork. When she sarcastically thanked the other lady for not doing it, the other woman said,"Oh I forgot and [the manager] didn't remind me."

For crying out loud, you're in a position of responsibility and you're a grown woman. you screwed up. Admit it and it ends there. But because she tried to blame it on someone else it just upset the a.m. even more.

And now a group is trying to sue McDonald's because it says Happy Meals are making their kids fat because, '"McDonald's marketing has the effect of conscripting America's children into an unpaid drone army of word-of-mouth marketers, causing them to nag their parents to bring them to McDonald's,"' said the leader of the group bring the lawsuit.

I don't know about the rest of you parents out there, but my kiddo can nag all she wants, it's still my decision to give her the Happy Meal or not. And frankly, if you give in to nagging all you are doing is reinforcing bad behavior. In which case, as a parent it's your own damned fault that your kid is not only fat but a brat as well!.

It's ok to say no to your kid. And if you stick to your guns and let them know that no means no, they will get the picture soon enough. (By the way, the lesson that NO means NO is a really huge lesson that everyone needs to learn and you're doing your kids no favor but letting them think that no means maybe, and if they whine enough it means yes!).

No one makes you eat at McDonald's. (Just like no one made that infamous lady take the lid off her HOT coffee in her car. Traditionally coffee is served hot unless you ask for an iced coffee, if you take the lid off while driving then, yeah, you'll probably spill it. And holding it between your legs, pure stupidity, but god forbid she should take responsibility for her own actions... See? We're teaching people to be stupid!)

Argh!