• Biscuits was: Olives

    From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Thu Feb 6 18:53:57 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    We chose Simon, also the name of the cat my parents currently
    owned.

    That's a nice way to come up with a name! ;)

    That cat was one of a pair, advertised as "would eat anything from
    caviar to ravioli". I wanted to name them that but the rest of the
    family disagreed. So, they ended up as Simon and Andrew. Andrew passed
    away a few months later (genetic heart defect), Simon lived for about 17
    years before feline leukemia got him. His favorite food was mashed
    potatoes.


    Very understandable. Do you get to visit with him very often? If you
    can, visit often; you won't regret it after he's gone. Also, have you

    We get there as often as we can yes. Call more often due to the
    price of gas.

    I understand. We tried to see my parent as often as we could in their
    later years. When we went up to VT for mission trips, we'd visit Dad in
    the nursing home (Mom had passed away by then.) either on the way up or
    back. We saw more of him than a couple of my siblings who lived much
    closer.

    dementia time line? We talked with one of my mom's doctors who told
    us that dementia is like erasing a blackboard line, from the
    present RH> to the past, chronologically speaking. The memory forgets
    more recent RH> things first, then the older. When they forget how to
    swallow (a RH> basic life instinct), then death is near. Don't mean to
    sound so RH> down, it's just reality.

    My sister has worked with Dementia and Alhimers (sorry for spelling)
    for the last 30 years so she's very good at helping explain things to
    us and let us know what the doctors are really saying. ;)

    Good that you have a sister who can explain things. This was our first
    time dealing with it, found out Dad's grandmother had dementia also so
    it's something I need to be aware of.

    ... Ignorance is bliss... So life's great if you are ignorant.

    Bliss is also a town in western NY State.

    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Fri Feb 7 22:35:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Fri, 06 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    family disagreed. So, they ended up as Simon and Andrew. Andrew
    passed away a few months later (genetic heart defect), Simon lived
    for about 17 years before feline leukemia got him.

    Oh wow, at least you had a long time with Simon. Our last cats were
    14 and 16 when they passed. Mikey died at 14 he had a problem with his
    liver, and Ruby just wasted away until we asked the vet to put her down.

    His favorite food was mashed potatoes.

    I've never known a cat to eat that! We're cat sitting my friend's while
    they are visiting her parents for 3 months. Pickle is a Russian Blue I
    think, and he's quite the friendly gentleman. He loves our bed and to lie
    on top of the electric blanket. LOL

    back. We saw more of him than a couple of my siblings who lived much closer.

    I haven't actually seen my sister in 10 years, but we talk. She lives
    about 3 blocks from my parents. LOL. We were going to visit tomorrow
    but there's some bad weather on the way, so we cancelled for now.

    it's something I need to be aware of.

    Yes it runs in our family as well.

    Shawn

    ... I'm not broke, I'm just badly bent.


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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Sat Feb 8 18:31:32 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    family disagreed. So, they ended up as Simon and Andrew. Andrew
    passed away a few months later (genetic heart defect), Simon lived
    for about 17 years before feline leukemia got him.

    Oh wow, at least you had a long time with Simon. Our last cats were
    14 and 16 when they passed. Mikey died at 14 he had a problem with
    his liver, and Ruby just wasted away until we asked the vet to put her down.

    No, not actually as we got him (them) just before my last year of
    college. Got married the following September so it was just whenever we
    came to visit that we saw him.

    His favorite food was mashed potatoes.

    I've never known a cat to eat that! We're cat sitting my friend's
    while they are visiting her parents for 3 months. Pickle is a Russian Blue I think, and he's quite the friendly gentleman. He loves our bed
    and to lie on top of the electric blanket. LOL

    Our Jenny-cat (adopted in Germany, had been abused as a kitten) loved
    her hiding spots. We had basically a king size bed in Berlin, with
    standard size pillows. She would crawl into the space betwen the
    pillows, then further down under the comforter. Always knew that if we
    saw a lump in the bed, it was Jenny. She had no particular favorite food
    but definatly disliked lamb and rice. She had some health problems so
    the vet put her on a lamb and rice diet--she went on a hunger strike.
    Ever see a cat push away a dish of food? She did, so the vet said to put
    her back on her regular diet.

    back. We saw more of him than a couple of my siblings who lived much closer.

    I haven't actually seen my sister in 10 years, but we talk. She lives about 3 blocks from my parents. LOL. We were going to visit tomorrow
    but there's some bad weather on the way, so we cancelled for now.

    I've been following the weather on the news, not anticipating any travel
    up north but sometimes we don't know much in advance if we have to or
    not (thinking specifically funerals). I've not seen my siblings in some
    years, probably since Dad passed away in 2017 for one sibling, maybe 5
    minutes in 2018 for the other 2. Just basically resumed communication
    with one in the last 6 months.


    it's something I need to be aware of.

    Yes it runs in our family as well.

    Some things are so hard wired in their brains that it's hard, even with dementia, to give up. We were visiting my parents (before Mom went into
    the nursing home); I was taking care of the meals/clean up. Late one
    afternoon she got up from her chair and started toward the kitchen. I intercepted her, asking what she was doing. She said that she had to
    start supper. We'd planned to get take out Chinese that night so I told
    her that it was taken care of--really took a lot of persuasion to get
    her to understand that she didn't have to do what she'd been doing for
    so many years.

    ... I'm not broke, I'm just badly bent.

    Love it! We were both badly bent out of shape earlier this week. Sunday afternoon Steve came down with a noro-type virus, got pretty much over
    it by Tuesday. It hit me in the wee small hours of Wednesday morning;
    I've just had the most substantual meal since Tuesday's supper.
    Basically liquids the first day, a bit of bread with the liquids the
    next couple of days and then some chicken noodle soup last night. By
    tomorrow I should be back to just about normal, whatever that is,
    besides a setting on my washer. (G)

    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Sun Feb 9 21:35:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Sun, 08 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    pillows, then further down under the comforter. Always knew that if
    we saw a lump in the bed, it was Jenny. She had no particular

    LOL yes, Ruby did that as well.

    but definatly disliked lamb and rice. She had some health problems so
    the vet put her on a lamb and rice diet--she went on a hunger strike.

    Oh no.

    Ever see a cat push away a dish of food? She did, so the vet said to
    put her back on her regular diet.

    Pickle (who we are cat sitting) will only eat a specific type of food and
    it must be chicken. He doesn't eat anything but chicken. Even the treats
    MUST be chicken. LOL

    years, probably since Dad passed away in 2017 for one sibling, maybe
    5 minutes in 2018 for the other 2. Just basically resumed
    communication with one in the last 6 months.

    We're not a close family. I moved out very young and stayed with other
    family etc.

    We'd planned to get take out Chinese that night so I
    told her that it was taken care of--really took a lot of persuasion
    to get her to understand that she didn't have to do what she'd been
    doing for so many years.

    That would be hard to see for sure.

    Sunday afternoon Steve came down with a noro-type virus, got pretty
    it by Tuesday. It hit me in the wee small hours of Wednesday morning;

    Oh no. At least he kicked it pretty quickly, and sounds like you're
    on the mend anyway!

    I've just had the most substantual meal since Tuesday's supper.
    Basically liquids the first day, a bit of bread with the liquids the
    next couple of days and then some chicken noodle soup last night. By

    Amazing how this virus that's going around affects people differently.

    tomorrow I should be back to just about normal, whatever that is,
    besides a setting on my washer. (G)

    LOL. That would be a good tagline!

    Shawn

    ... Normal? The only normal I know is a setting on my washer.


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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Mon Feb 10 20:49:15 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    pillows, then further down under the comforter. Always knew that if
    we saw a lump in the bed, it was Jenny. She had no particular

    LOL yes, Ruby did that as well.

    It was a spot where she felt secure. Another spot was under the kitchen
    sink; there was a gap (maybe about 6"x6" in the kitchen baseboard that
    she would ooze thru if she felt threatened.


    but definatly disliked lamb and rice. She had some health problems so
    the vet put her on a lamb and rice diet--she went on a hunger strike.

    Oh no.

    Ever see a cat push away a dish of food? She did, so the vet said to
    put her back on her regular diet.

    Pickle (who we are cat sitting) will only eat a specific type of food
    and it must be chicken. He doesn't eat anything but chicken. Even
    the treats MUST be chicken. LOL

    Jenny wasn't too particular about her food overall. Coming from a rough
    start, I think she appreciated anything she could get. Only saw her
    raiding the trash can once; she learned fast that it was off limits. She
    was a lady--one night after the girls had gone to bed, Steve and I had
    some ice cream. When he finished, he set his bowl on the edge of the
    coffee table. Jenny got up on her hind paws, used one front paw to
    steady the dish and proceeded to clean it out. When she got to the area
    where the spoon blocked some of the residue, she delicately moved it
    out of the way with her other front paw. At times I still miss her.

    years, probably since Dad passed away in 2017 for one sibling, maybe
    5 minutes in 2018 for the other 2. Just basically resumed
    communication with one in the last 6 months.

    We're not a close family. I moved out very young and stayed with
    other family etc.

    We weren't really close/close but fairly united until Mom went into the
    nursing home; don't know why but that triggered the start of the
    drifting apart. Can say tho, I've got a wonderful family in Steve's
    family.


    We'd planned to get take out Chinese that night so I
    told her that it was taken care of--really took a lot of persuasion
    to get her to understand that she didn't have to do what she'd been
    doing for so many years.

    That would be hard to see for sure.

    Sunday afternoon Steve came down with a noro-type virus, got pretty
    it by Tuesday. It hit me in the wee small hours of Wednesday morning;

    Oh no. At least he kicked it pretty quickly, and sounds like you're
    on the mend anyway!

    I've just had the most substantual meal since Tuesday's supper.
    Basically liquids the first day, a bit of bread with the liquids the
    next couple of days and then some chicken noodle soup last night. By

    Amazing how this virus that's going around affects people differently.

    tomorrow I should be back to just about normal, whatever that is,
    besides a setting on my washer. (G)

    Monday and I'm still not quite firing on all cylinders. Getting closer,
    but just a bit slower than I'd expected.


    LOL. That would be a good tagline!


    ... Normal? The only normal I know is a setting on my washer.

    I think it was the late Erma Bombeck that titled a book "Normal Is Just
    A Setting On My Dryer".

    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Wed Feb 12 11:25:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Tue, 10 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    Jenny wasn't too particular about her food overall. Coming from a
    rough start, I think she appreciated anything she could get. Only saw

    Pickle has never had a bad day, so that's why he's picky.

    area where the spoon blocked some of the residue, she delicately
    moved it out of the way with her other front paw. At times I still
    miss her.

    Aww that is sweet. Ruby had some things like that as well, but Mikey was
    just like the brain dead hockey player we named him after. When he was
    a kitten he would run head first into walls, and get under the bed and
    sofa and run upside down holding on with his claws until he fell.

    We weren't really close/close but fairly united until Mom went into
    the nursing home; don't know why but that triggered the start of
    the drifting apart. Can say tho, I've got a wonderful family in
    Steve's family.

    Our family was held together by my Great Aunt. When she passed away we
    drifted apart.

    Monday and I'm still not quite firing on all cylinders. Getting
    closer, but just a bit slower than I'd expected.

    I have had a horrible headache and no energy for a few days, came home
    from work early yesterday and went right to bed.

    Shawn

    ... If you can read this, you are too close.


    --- Grumble
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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Wed Feb 12 16:12:28 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    Jenny wasn't too particular about her food overall. Coming from a
    rough start, I think she appreciated anything she could get. Only saw

    Pickle has never had a bad day, so that's why he's picky.

    I've known other cats that have had rough starts be just as picky as
    Pickle.


    area where the spoon blocked some of the residue, she delicately
    moved it out of the way with her other front paw. At times I still
    miss her.

    Aww that is sweet. Ruby had some things like that as well, but Mikey
    was just like the brain dead hockey player we named him after. When
    he was a kitten he would run head first into walls, and get under the
    bed and
    sofa and run upside down holding on with his claws until he fell.

    Good thing I didn't have a drink in my hand! Sam (our cocker spaniel)
    was our brain dead pet. We called him our comic relief. He's another
    critter that I miss from time to time. Before we adopted him out fully,
    he spent Thanksgiving week end with the family that wanted him while we
    went to visit my sister. When we came back, they said that he fit in
    well--when the turkey was being carved, a piece fell and he swooped
    right in to scarf it up.

    We weren't really close/close but fairly united until Mom went into
    the nursing home; don't know why but that triggered the start of
    the drifting apart. Can say tho, I've got a wonderful family in
    Steve's family.

    Our family was held together by my Great Aunt. When she passed away
    we drifted apart.

    Usually one family member is the glue.

    Monday and I'm still not quite firing on all cylinders. Getting
    closer, but just a bit slower than I'd expected.

    I have had a horrible headache and no energy for a few days, came home from work early yesterday and went right to bed.

    I'm pretty much back to normal now, had a small, but all "regular foods"
    supper last night--sauerbraten with gravy, red cabbage and green
    noodles.


    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Fri Feb 14 12:13:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Thu, 12 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    Good thing I didn't have a drink in my hand! Sam (our cocker spaniel)
    was our brain dead pet. We called him our comic relief. He's another

    Laugh. Soem of them are sure funny!

    well--when the turkey was being carved, a piece fell and he swooped
    right in to scarf it up.

    Princess (FIL dog) who lives here now is like that, she doesn't move very
    fast unless meat falls on the floor then look out she runs like the wind.

    Usually one family member is the glue.

    That does seem to be the case.

    I'm pretty much back to normal now, had a small, but all "regular
    foods" supper last night--sauerbraten with gravy, red cabbage and
    green noodles.

    That's good news! I'm almost back to normal as well.

    Shawn

    ... MOM'S HINT #053: Thirteen is too late to put them up for adoption.


    --- Grumble
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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Fri Feb 14 19:42:39 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    Good thing I didn't have a drink in my hand! Sam (our cocker spaniel)
    was our brain dead pet. We called him our comic relief. He's another

    Laugh. Soem of them are sure funny!

    Our across the street neighbors have a cocker spaniel; it sounds like
    he's very much like Sam was. It's been fun, the last few years watching
    Jesse grow up as we got Sam when he was 4.5--fully grown. Jesse knows
    our voices, and the sound of the UPS truck, knowing that both mean
    treats for him.


    well--when the turkey was being carved, a piece fell and he swooped
    right in to scarf it up.

    Princess (FIL dog) who lives here now is like that, she doesn't move
    very fast unless meat falls on the floor then look out she runs like
    the wind.

    Clear the runway, dog in hot pursuit of meat coming thru! (G)



    Usually one family member is the glue.

    That does seem to be the case.

    We're pretty much without "glue" thse days; I'm slowly re-establishing a relationship with my youngest sister but really none at this point with
    my other sister or brother.


    I'm pretty much back to normal now, had a small, but all "regular
    foods" supper last night--sauerbraten with gravy, red cabbage and
    green noodles.

    That's good news! I'm almost back to normal as well.

    Definatly feels good tto be feeling good again!


    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Sat Feb 15 19:09:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Sat, 14 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    watching Jesse grow up as we got Sam when he was 4.5--fully grown.
    Jesse knows our voices, and the sound of the UPS truck, knowing that
    both mean treats for him.

    They do learn very fast who has the food don't they? Princess has decided
    her favorite treat is a raw green bean now. LOL Whatever no chemicals in
    it like her duck treats. :)

    Clear the runway, dog in hot pursuit of meat coming thru! (G)

    She's so "fluffy" she normally waddles. But for food she can run.

    Shawn

    ... Hey! Don't pick up that phox_¯' %«AO‡ NO CARRIER


    --- Grumble
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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Sun Feb 16 19:54:45 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    watching Jesse grow up as we got Sam when he was 4.5--fully grown.
    Jesse knows our voices, and the sound of the UPS truck, knowing that
    both mean treats for him.

    They do learn very fast who has the food don't they? Princess has decided her favorite treat is a raw green bean now. LOL Whatever no chemicals in it like her duck treats. :)

    Jesse gets a couple of tablespoons of canned green beans twice a day. I
    asked his owner--she said that the vet reccommended it. I guess he's had
    them most of his life; it doesn't take long for them (and his kibble) to disappear. Our Sam ate a lot of fruits and vegetables too, but not on a
    regular basis.


    Clear the runway, dog in hot pursuit of meat coming thru! (G)

    She's so "fluffy" she normally waddles. But for food she can run.


    Seems true of most animals. Both Sam and the first kitten we had knew
    the sound of popcorn being made (had a hot air popper when we had Sam)
    and would come running for their share.


    ... Hey! Don't pick up that phox_¯' %«AO‡ NO CARRIER

    Teen age girls and dial up modems didn't mix very well. I would do
    anything that required getting on line while they were at school but
    Steve would do most of his in the evening. The girls would be home, want
    to talk with their friends and not always check with their dad to see if
    the line was free. OOPS! It also prevented their friends from calling
    them.

    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Tue Feb 18 11:41:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Mon, 16 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    Jesse gets a couple of tablespoons of canned green beans twice a day.
    I asked his owner--she said that the vet reccommended it. I guess
    them most of his life; it doesn't take long for them (and his kibble)
    to disappear. Our Sam ate a lot of fruits and vegetables too, but not regular basis.

    Pickle doesn't eat anything except Wiska's chicken, and chicken temptations. Nothing else is worth eating in his mind. His owner tried to feed him
    better food and he didn't eat for 5 days and the vet gave up and said give
    him what he wants. LOL

    He doesn't have a lot of extra weight he's a very small cat, but full of energy!

    ... Hey! Don't pick up that phox_¯' %«AO‡ NO CARRIER
    Teen age girls and dial up modems didn't mix very well. I would do anything that required getting on line while they were at school but
    Steve would do most of his in the evening.

    Makes sense as he was working during the day.

    The girls would be home,
    want to talk with their friends and not always check with their dad
    to see if
    the line was free. OOPS! It also prevented their friends from calling them.

    Laugh. My parents ended up getting a second phone line in the house as
    they couldn't use their own phone with me on BBS's all the time. LOL

    Shawn

    ... If they liked it, they didn't applaud - they just let you live.


    --- Grumble
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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Tue Feb 18 18:38:44 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    Jesse gets a couple of tablespoons of canned green beans twice a day.
    I asked his owner--she said that the vet reccommended it. I guess
    them most of his life; it doesn't take long for them (and his kibble)
    to disappear. Our Sam ate a lot of fruits and vegetables too, but not regular basis.

    Pickle doesn't eat anything except Wiska's chicken, and chicken temptations. Nothing else is worth eating in his mind. His owner
    tried to feed him
    better food and he didn't eat for 5 days and the vet gave up and said
    give him what he wants. LOL

    Sounds like the hunger strike Jenny-cat went on. We have a friend who
    had a lot of cats; I think at one time about 6 of her own and fostered
    another litter of 4. One of her cats was just a regular alley cat but
    the cat only liked one brand of cat food--and at times, not even that.
    another cat was a German forest cat--he was massive! With one hind leg amputated at the hip, he was still close to 40 pounds and could leap 8
    feet (from the floor to a ledge near ceiling level.

    He doesn't have a lot of extra weight he's a very small cat, but
    full SH> of energy!

    Jenny was small too, just a bit over 2 kilograms. She would
    occaisionally get the "zoomies" and tear around the apartment like she
    was possesed. She was basically shy otherwise.


    ... Hey! Don't pick up that phox_¯' %«AO‡ NO CARRIER
    Teen age girls and dial up modems didn't mix very well. I would do anything that required getting on line while they were at school but
    Steve would do most of his in the evening.

    Makes sense as he was working during the day.

    On Windows systems, which he despised. (G)


    The girls would be home,
    want to talk with their friends and not always check with their dad
    to see if
    the line was free. OOPS! It also prevented their friends from calling them.

    Laugh. My parents ended up getting a second phone line in the house
    as they couldn't use their own phone with me on BBS's all the time.
    LOL

    Our friends with the cats put in a line for their teens. They had 3 of
    their own, let Rachel's boyfriend live with them for about 15 months (to
    finish high school in AZ), and took in other waifs as needed from time
    to time.

    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Fri Feb 21 12:52:55 2025
    Ruth Haffly wrote in a message to Shawn Highfield:

    Sounds like the hunger strike Jenny-cat went on. We have a friend

    They are so picky aren't they?

    massive! With one hind leg amputated at the hip, he was still close
    to 40 pounds and could leap 8 feet (from the floor to a ledge near
    ceiling level.

    Amazing.

    Jenny was small too, just a bit over 2 kilograms. She would
    occaisionally get the "zoomies" and tear around the apartment like
    she was possesed. She was basically shy otherwise.

    Pickle gets the zoomies every morning at 6am. He tears around and burns up all his energy. Then he drinks a gallon of water and goes to the closet for his after zoomie nap which lasts until noon when he uses the box and eats, then gets up on our bed for his afternoon nap which lasts until his before bed nap, then he sleeps. LOL

    of their own, let Rachel's boyfriend live with them for about 15
    months (to finish high school in AZ), and took in other waifs as
    needed from time to time.

    Current supervisor is like that, his teenagers always bring stray kids home for a few days or weeks at a time. LOL We had done it in the past with ours, but they are all grown now thankfully!

    Shawn

    ... Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live long enough.
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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Fri Feb 21 22:08:35 2025
    Hi Shawn,


    Sounds like the hunger strike Jenny-cat went on. We have a friend

    They are so picky aren't they?

    Worse than kids sometimes. (G) Jenny was good company the year Steve wa
    gone so much for Army schools. After the girls were in bed, Jenny would
    curl up at one end of the couch, running her motor while I either read
    or worked on a hand stitching project.


    massive! With one hind leg amputated at the hip, he was still close
    to 40 pounds and could leap 8 feet (from the floor to a ledge near
    ceiling level.

    Amazing.

    He was! He could also be as sweet as a baby, letting you pet him, then
    turn and try to nip you. Did it once to me but I had a plastic spoon in
    my hand and he got that instead.

    Jenny was small too, just a bit over 2 kilograms. She would RH>
    occaisionally get the "zoomies" and tear around the apartment like RH>
    she was possesed. She was basically shy otherwise.

    Pickle gets the zoomies every morning at 6am. He tears around and
    burns up all his energy. Then he drinks a gallon of water and goes to
    the closet for his after zoomie nap which lasts until noon when he
    uses the box and eats, then gets up on our bed for his afternoon nap
    which lasts until his before bed nap, then he sleeps. LOL

    Typical cat! We didn't feed Jenny much canned cat food but she knew what
    drawer in the kitchen had the can opener (among other things). She'd
    come running whenever she heard the drawer open, always anticipating a
    treat. Usually the treat was just a scritch on her head.

    of their own, let Rachel's boyfriend live with them for about 15
    months (to finish high school in AZ), and took in other waifs as
    needed from time to time.

    Current supervisor is like that, his teenagers always bring stray kids home for a few days or weeks at a time. LOL We had done it in the
    past with ours, but they are all grown now thankfully!

    We never did but do have a number of our girl's friends that have called
    us Mom and Dad over the years. One young man, when he was in Army Basic Training, couldn't reach his parents one time when he had phone
    priviledges so called me instead. He still calls me Mom.


    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Sun Feb 23 12:23:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Sat, 21 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    wa gone so much for Army schools. After the girls were in bed, Jenny would curl up at one end of the couch, running her motor while I
    or worked on a hand stitching project.

    Yes they can be good company for sure. We got Mikey when I had cancer
    and was feeling alone. Just having something else breathing the same air
    as me really helped.

    then turn and try to nip you. Did it once to me but I had a plastic
    my hand and he got that instead.

    Laugh - most cats get like that. They want love, but after a point it's
    too much and they need to show you they are perfect killing machines. :)

    She'd come running whenever she heard the drawer open, always
    treat. Usually the treat was just a scritch on her head.

    LOL. Princess likes to show her daddy where the treat cupboard is as he
    just can't remember. After her walk she comes to me for one, then she
    runs into his room and stares at the cupboard with an occasional "yip"
    until he gets her one.

    We never did but do have a number of our girl's friends that have
    called us Mom and Dad over the years. One young man, when he was in Training, couldn't reach his parents one time when he had phone priviledges so called me instead. He still calls me Mom.

    That's nice you were there to help get some people over "homesick".

    Shawn

    ... Hypochondriac: someone who enjoys bad health.


    --- Grumble
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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Sun Feb 23 21:03:05 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    wa gone so much for Army schools. After the girls were in bed, Jenny would curl up at one end of the couch, running her motor while I
    or worked on a hand stitching project.

    Yes they can be good company for sure. We got Mikey when I had cancer
    and was feeling alone. Just having something else breathing the same
    air as me really helped.

    I know, just the whole atmosphere seems so much better. When I was diagnosed/went thru surgeries (2) and then radiation, we didn't have any
    pets. It was just Steve and me, but had the support of our church. Then
    the week before I finished radiation, we found out that our older
    daughter was expecting her 2nd baby--definatly had to get better for
    that!


    then turn and try to nip you. Did it once to me but I had a plastic
    my hand and he got that instead.

    Laugh - most cats get like that. They want love, but after a point
    it's too much and they need to show you they are perfect killing
    machines. :)

    My parents had a cat like that, don't know if she's still around. When
    dad moved into a nursing home, my younger brother moved into the house
    and kept the cat. He'd threatened over the years to take the cat down to
    the local Chinese restaurant--but it was all just hot air.


    She'd come running whenever she heard the drawer open, always
    treat. Usually the treat was just a scritch on her head.

    LOL. Princess likes to show her daddy where the treat cupboard is as
    he just can't remember. After her walk she comes to me for one, then
    she
    runs into his room and stares at the cupboard with an occasional "yip" until he gets her one.

    When Steve went for his basic training, the girls and I stayed with my
    parents for a while. Younger daughter (not quite 3) found out quickly
    where the dog's treats were stored (a place she could easily access) so
    she made sure the dog got a treat several times a day.


    We never did but do have a number of our girl's friends that have
    called us Mom and Dad over the years. One young man, when he was in Training, couldn't reach his parents one time when he had phone priviledges so called me instead. He still calls me Mom.

    That's nice you were there to help get some people over "homesick".

    He had some rough patches in his teens but ended up doing well for
    himself.

    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Tue Feb 25 11:36:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Mon, 23 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    the week before I finished radiation, we found out that our older
    daughter was expecting her 2nd baby--definatly had to get better for
    that!

    Very good reason for sure. :)

    When dad moved into a nursing home, my younger brother moved into the house and kept the cat. He'd threatened over the years to take the
    the local Chinese restaurant--but it was all just hot air.

    Laugh. I threaten Pickle with having to sleep next to the dog. That
    always makes him behave. LOL The look we get (he has grumpy kitty face).
    I'm sure going to miss this little guy when he goes home.

    my parents for a while. Younger daughter (not quite 3) found out
    quickly where the dog's treats were stored (a place she could easily
    she made sure the dog got a treat several times a day.

    LOL yes. I can imagine they were great pals!

    Shawn

    ... The refrigerator light DOES go out. Now let me out of here.


    --- Grumble
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  • From Ruth Haffly@1:396/45.28 to Shawn Highfield on Tue Feb 25 18:46:29 2025
    Hi Shawn,

    the week before I finished radiation, we found out that our older
    daughter was expecting her 2nd baby--definatly had to get better for
    that!

    Very good reason for sure. :)

    Definatly! She'd had some health issues for several years so that was
    very good news, indeed.

    We celebrated the end of each week of radiation therapy by going out for supper, even if it was just a fast food place. Part way thru, I saw that Mannheim Steamroller (a music group) was going to be in Savannah for a
    one night concert. That coincided with my last day of radiation so we
    went out to supper at a nicer place and then over to the concert. We've
    got a number of their CDs; a friend in Berlin introduced us to their
    music in the early 1990s.

    When dad moved into a nursing home, my younger brother moved into the house and kept the cat. He'd threatened over the years to take the
    the local Chinese restaurant--but it was all just hot air.

    Laugh. I threaten Pickle with having to sleep next to the dog. That always makes him behave. LOL The look we get (he has grumpy kitty
    face). I'm sure going to miss this little guy when he goes home.

    Pickle Puss? (G) When I was growing up, we always had both cats and
    dogs. Overall they got along quite well, tho introducing a new one
    (usually cat) to the mix saw the back arch and hiss of a young one
    trying to assert their place in the mix.

    my parents for a while. Younger daughter (not quite 3) found out
    quickly where the dog's treats were stored (a place she could easily
    she made sure the dog got a treat several times a day.

    LOL yes. I can imagine they were great pals!

    She was, with all of the animals. My parents still had Simon and we
    introduced a Bichon Frise to the mix. Pom-Pom was her favorite because
    she was our dog.

    ---
    Catch you later,
    Ruth
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    ... Nothing is ever lost. It's just where it doesn't belong.

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  • From Shawn Highfield@1:229/452 to Ruth Haffly on Thu Feb 27 11:30:00 2025
    Hi Ruth,
    On <Wed, 25 Feb 25>, you wrote me:

    Mannheim Steamroller (a music group) was going to be in Savannah for
    a one night concert. That coincided with my last day of radiation so
    we went out to supper at a nicer place and then over to the concert.
    We've got a number of their CDs; a friend in Berlin introduced us to
    their music in the early 1990s.

    That's a good way to turn a bad thing into a good memory.

    Pickle Puss? (G) When I was growing up, we always had both cats and
    dogs. Overall they got along quite well, tho introducing a new one (usually cat) to the mix saw the back arch and hiss of a young one
    trying to assert their place in the mix.

    We assumed that's what Pickle would do, but he just came in, exited his
    carrier looked around, pretended he didn't see the dog and hid under a bed
    for a day.

    Now he runs the apartment, but still just ignores the dog whenever she comes around. The dog is too "chunky" to get up on her dad's bed, so the cat
    often makes an effortless from way back in the hallway to the bed then
    he proceeds to purr LOUDLY when bob pet's him. This causes Princess to
    start getting jelly and crying. I swear the cat looks smug at this time.

    Shawn

    ... Calling me wrong does not make you right.


    --- Grumble
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