Wednesday 17th September

I debated for quite a while whether to put this item on the blog, but it has taken up a significant amount of time this afternoon and evening, so I decided to do so.

 

I've told you about next door's cat, Chaos, who was haunting my front porch, wanting to be taken in. It got to be a difficult situation when Bubbles refused to go outside in case Chaos was there; she normally likes to sit out on the porch and sunbathe when it is pleasantly warm, as it has been, so I decided I had to do something, and started chasing Chaos off.  When I chased her and she ran straight out into the road, things ratcheted up, because it was only by the grace of God a car wasn't coming.

 

So I penned, or typed, the following missive, but to put it in context - I asked Donna why she didn't give Chaos back to the original owner - who had asked Donna to 'look after' her for a while, but was now in a position to have her - and Donna said the owner didn't want her "either".   The conversation took a sharp, downward spiral when I pointed out the likelihood of Chaos being run over (all Donna's cats since I have been here have been run over) and she told me, very matter of factly, that yes, she will get hit.  So this was what I wrote -

If you help me get Chaos into a cat carrier I will take her to the Animal Center, where she can be put up for adoption, and hopefully find a good home.    It breaks my heart that she is running around the neighbourhood, camping out on porches like mine, day and night, hoping to be taken in.   Or running up and down the street waiting to be maimed or killed by a passing motorist.   All your cats come to a brutal end on the street, and it’s not right.   Animals need, and deserve, our care and protection.

I have lots of friends in Shawnee with cats and they all live like Bubbles does, secure in their homes, they are not running up and down the street like strays, waiting to be run over.

Even if the Animal Centre doesn’t find her a good home and they put her down instead, it will be a more humane end than being run over.

Guess what happened next!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...........she calls out law enforcement.   I get a visit from a police officer, who spent quite some time beating about the bush, until I asked what exactly was the complaint against me and he finally said I was "harassing" her.    He'd read the letter and we both agreed that her complaint was pretty ludicrous, so I will leave it at that.

 

The rest of the day has been pretty mundane, I did my chaplaincy round, made little orange jellies for the young peoples' dessert this evening, I had supper at Emmanuel, jambalaya, which was a bit spicy.

And I have been watching the news.   The war that is-not-a-war is now being called a war by all the military analysts and generals, Obama is still clinging to the fiction that it is not exactly a war.   His apologists all say it is because it is his core belief  that the reason for the terror attacks is because of wars waged against them - Middle Eastern nations - in the past by the US.