Rain Rain go away!

It is raining cats! And its cold! I don't like it & I want to eat pasta and go to sleep.

Where is my time?

Sometimes I think there are only split seconds during the day when I am doing something that I want to do. The rest of my time is spent trying to accomplish impossible tasks dreamed up by someone else.

I can never get anything done that I want to do---that is a given. But the really messed up thing is that I can never get anything done that anyone else wants me to do either.

I am the very picture of frustration. Much of this rant is because of work--yes. But the rest of it has to do with home. There is no time for anything fun. There is just work and exhaustion. There is sleep but not enough.

There are things to clean. I have to clean them. I clean them and they are already dirty by the time I'm done cleaning them. Why bother? And its never good enough. Why is that?

Why is what I do not good enough?

So here is the question: Why bother doing anything? Someone will just tell me I can't do it right anyway.

I am. Does anyone have a problem with that??

Can I have a moment? Can I be for a moment? Can I just be, anymore?

I twist myself into some pretty uncomfortable positions being the obligatory me. Why do that here?

For the next little while, I am going to post about what I want to do and be. I am going to write about myself.

Today I am rebellious.

Anyone out there with me on this?

Follow my indigo sea

Hey! Notice at the bottom of my blog I have added "Follow my indigo sea". Add yourself there and please feel free to comment on my blog. I am trying to be more active here and to include stuff that people are interested in. If you have any questions about me and my extremely interesting life (ironic laugh), please comment on my posts!!

Saturday!!!! Bengal filming day....

I love Saturdays. Its a beautiful day here and I have all day to catch up on the stuff I can't do during the week. I get to clean the house for one thing. I don't like to clean really but I do like the house better when it is clean.

Also, if I clean around here, I can make more videos of the cats for youtube. I like making videos. I admit they are not the best quality right now but I am trying. I had to teach myself the use the camera and the editing software. I wish I could just know how to do it. But like with anything new, you just have to do it til you know how. If I waited for someone to teach me, I would never have filmed the kitten when she was tiny.

We love Mariah. The other cats love Mariah. We are very happy we have her. I will always miss my kitty Indigo. Always. But my heart is healing with the help of this little Bengal kitten.

Please watch the videos on youtube. My channel is http://www.youtube.com/user/seamuskitty

There are lots of other channels that I like listed in my subscriptions. One very good one is http://www.youtube.com/user/RichardNorton it is a bit full of drama but the videos of the Bengal cats are top rate.

More later! Hug your kitties and make sure they know you love them.

More Mariah all the time

I have been doing little more than working and taking care of the kitten. She is growing so fast. I swear she goes to sleep one size and wakes up larger. We love her. More pictures!

Mariah on Youtube

I have been learning to make videos and post them on Youtube. Check them out at http://www.youtube.com/user/seamuskitty
Mariah was also the Thursday "guest kitty" on another Youtube channnel. See her at
http://www.youtube.com/user/fiveawesomekitties

Any advice on making videos would be appreciated!

My Bengal's cat family

Mariah and Seamus

Not the best week-Sick Seamus

Last week my poor kitty Seamus got deathly ill. He is better now--let me say that right off because I know how much people love my beige tabby.

He stopped eating and drinking. Tuesday & completely withdrew from everyone. I won't be graphic about the intestinal and stomach issues but lets just say he had some nasty symptoms. We honestly thought he was going to die. He looked that bad. I could feel every bone in his back, when he let me close enough to pat him. I was heart broken.

I have had that cat since 1996 when I took him home from work one day in California. I worked as a Technical Service Representative for Noritsu America Corp. and a call came to our office from the loading dock that a kitten was found by the forklift drivers. I don't know what got into me but I just jumped out of my chair and ran out there.

There was an adorable but very dirty kitten in a cardboard box. The guys had given him some tuna and milk(yuck!) and it was just as cute as can be. I immediately said, "I want him!" I picked up the box and carried him back to my desk.

I rigged up a little pen for him with an large upended milk crate and in threw a spare sweatshirt. He meowed a bit but just fell asleep as peacefully as an angel. He was filthy. His back was covered with black grease and he looked like he was only a month or so old. I suspected he had fleas and other gross parasites as well. He was friendly and had an innocent, sweet expression.

He stayed next to my desk til lunchtime then I took him to the vet and told him to clean him up. The vet just looked at me like I was crazy but said he would do his best. When I went back after work the vet presented me with a clean, beige short haired tabby. He told me the cat was probably 4 months old and weighed 4 lbs. Tiny! He had wormed him, treated him for ear mites, fleas and ticks. The kitten didn't even look like the same animal except that he was still sweet and happy to see me again.

I took the kitty home and put him on the floor in front of my 70 lb. Gordon Setter Jenny. The kitten arched his back and hissed at her. Jenny was fascinated--was not aggressive at all. Jenny was a lovely dog and by the end of the first evening, the new kitty--Seamus was curled up with Jenny in the dog bed. And the rest, is history. 12 years later, Jenny is long gone but Seamus is still with me. More about his adventures with me later. He has lived in 10 different homes with me and has traveled across country. What a cat!