The Lunch Bunch

Today I had "The Lunch Bunch" over for-you guessed it-lunch. The day started out with the toilet backing up into the tub. Not the best thing to go when you're having company. Wal*Mart to the rescue. After averting the plumbing disaster it was time to make lunch. I made baked spaghetti, salad, hot french bread, and Mississippi mud cake for dessert. Now the best part of a meal is the company you share it with which included me age 39, Beverly in her 50's, Mom in her 60's, and Ms. Jean in her 80's. Some people may be uncomfortable around those from another generation-they don't know what they're missing! We all learn so much from each other. One of my dearest friends, Ruth, is in her 80's and I can't tell you how much I have learned from her. My best friend is Jean and she is a year younger than me and I have learned much from her also. I surmise that if you pick good, Godly friends, no matter their age, there is much wisdom to be gained, strong shoulders to cry on, fierce prayer warriors to intercede for you, and someone to laugh until you cry with. My friends are a blessing to me and I thank God for each and every one of you.

Some people have cats and go on to lead normal lives.

How do these funny, fickle, felines claw their way into our hearts and homes so quickly and completely? We bring them home or they follow us home and next thing we know we can't imagine how we ever lived a happy, complete life without them. Within about 12 hours of entering a home they have all the human occupants at their beckon call. Tiger came in the house yesterday and gave me that "Meet me at the fridge" look as he was passing the sofa. I immediately got up and followed him into the kitchen. I pulled some burrs off him, gave him some turkey from the fridge, filled his dish with cat food then gave him some of his treats. He then ignored me for the next few hours. When I called him to come in at night he ran under the car where he knew I couldn't reach him and wouldn't even look at me. Such is life with a cat. Dad got Mom a cat last week for Mother's Day. When they pulled into Petsmart Mom said "Oh no Tony, I don't want a dog or cat." Dad said "Let's just take a look so you don't have any regrets." Twenty minutes later they emerged from the store with Hope. She's about six months old, weighs all of four pounds and is already running the Dziadul home. I went to their house Wednesday and noticed Hope was sneezing and her eye was swollen and oozing so I called my Vet and made her an appointment. Mom said "I don't even go to the doctor because it's so expensive." I assured her it was only about $40 for a visit (wink, wink). So they returned from the vet $90 lighter and Hope is on antibiotics, steroids, eye drops, and eye ointment. Common, said the vet, when cats come from that setting (around lots of other kittys). So Mom and Dad are going camping this weekend with the church if you can call a two bedroom, one bath, kitchen and living room cabin on the lake 'camping'. They were going to leave Hope home and I was going to check on her but that was before they were smitten. Now Hope and all her meds and accoutrement's are in a cabin on a lake with her Mom and Pop. Thank you Lord! I was not looking forward to putting eye drops in a cats eye. It's hard enough with humans! Such is life with our feline friends. They can be a lot of work and worry but the love and joy they bring to a home makes them well worth it.

"Cats are rather delicate creatures and they are subject to a good many ailments, but I never heard of one who suffered from insomnia."