Keyboard showed up at the J.O.B. last eve, (had no way of knowing, no tracking Ident, so it was a crap shoot) and NOWZ, Dio is BACK up to speed.

On a less than happy note though: There have been a slew of drop-offs this week.  One is a (maybe)  5 week old kitten.   He has been captured, is residing in my shop in a crate (we can’t keep him away from the dawgums that aren’t known for gentleness with Kittehs)  and putting some weight back on.  I know for a fact that he hadn’t ate anything worth a damn the previous two days, and today when captured, the poor thing was skin and bones thin.  I had Da bring me a can of wetfood and the little bugger would have downed the whole can if I hadn’t held it back in rations.  Let that little tummy get used to having something in it again, or he’ll hork it up and think its poison or something: getting him to eat then would be truly problematic.   I know this because of Mama-kat: she did the same shit when little and if she expells anything, she’ll never touch it again.  

So, Little piles of food, which he mau’d down on.  Wait fifteen then give him another dose.   About 2/3rds of the can gone, he started cleaning and took a nap.   An hour later “MweoW!  MweoW!”   and I gave him the last of the can, to much motor revvin’ purrs.    (please note, I would be happy to keep this one as mine, but I already have three adult kats and a 6 month old pupper,,,, I will make the effort to keep him healthy and socialable and find him a forever home ELSEWHERE,,,   He won’t be feral, and he is being introduced to Bear-bear and Rufus (on my terms, not thiers) so he won’t be a complete freakazoid around doggies.)

But he is only one of the several,,,,

Two pitties and a beagal, down on the river road.  Male and Female pits, one with a long broken leg that never healed right, and the mama pit has had pups sometime in the last 6 months (Cozzies mommy?,, Dunno, but doubt by hide color)   The beagal doesn’t have a tracking collar on, so not a lost rabbit dog, or if a rabbit dog, they took the color off to ‘lose the dog’,,,,  Seen that a time or three around here: once the dog hits a certain age, they ‘write them off’ and leave them to nature to deal with.

I’m trying to keep a positve attitude today, and seeing those drop-offs, dealing with the one at the shop,,,,   Positive isn’t exactly my best trait right now: Fact,,, I sorta hate the human race right now.   I do not understand the mentality that can just leave a barely weaned (if at all weaned) kitten to ‘fend for itself in the wild’ with such casualness.   Dropping off dogs, the same thing,,,,  I swear, that type would likely drop off thier kids if they thought they could get away with it without repurcussions from the legal side.   (and in some ways, they do just that by sending them off to school everyday, so someone else can keep an eye on them.  They don’t give a squirt if the kid actually learns or anything, so long as the kid is out of their hair.)

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OK,  my take on things in the ME.    David vs Goliath, but there’s a catch.    The Ayatollahs weren’t ‘duly elected’, so much as put in place by nefarious actors back in the day.  THE SHAH, is still in circulation and now, there is movement to bring the Shah back into power and displace the Theocracy that has been a thorn in EVERYONE’s side  since the late 50’s.(everyone but Russia that is,,, There is still some of that loyalty from the USSR floating, though the terms are different now.)    So, my take is this, Somewhere somehow, someone in INTEL or STATE decided that enough was enough, and started turning some screws on the machine of international intrigue.   Mossad, CIA, joint efforts, dunno, but me thinks that this is going to pan out in a fashion that pokes the globalists in the eye with a poop covered middle finger.   

And it still all Kabuki theater.

Why am I saying that?   Look at the silver markets.    Not the gold index, but SILVER.   Something is about to implode and when it does, a whole lot of other things are going to get sucked into that mess.     And there are massive movements in global currencies to get out of the dollar.  

Trump is running a race right now and most people have no clue what that race is.   It isn’t bombing other nations,,, thats a side issue.   The economy is the real show and it isn’t pretty by anymeans, no matter what the talking heads, to include Trump, are saying.   Things on the silk road are showing gains while the silver index is starting to percolate.    And some are saying we will see $70+/oz before the end of 2025,,,   (and I wouldn’t be at all surprised if it went to that 50:1 ratio of gold that it hasn’t seen since 1917.

Keep that in mind when you are getting frantic about what the powers that be are doing with military might,,, thats just the show/symptom to bigger underlying things.

Got ammo?    Don’t forget that last L,,,

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shots updated, rabies vax in the boy, another treatment for the parasites (wish we could deal with human parasites with a chewy morsel)

and no clue about the itchiness.   Diet is best guess.  Ring worm? Nope. Mange? Nope, Fleas? had a couple on him, but he was due for the parasite thing,   The Vet did get a blast from the ass, so she is quite aware of his pootiness, and when I told her about his affinity for Salmon, she was all “Switch him out, don’t wait, he’ll adjust easily to salmom/fish diet.”

SO’ssss,,,, we stopped at the pet place he LOVES to go to, and picked up new chow for the mutt-prince (and kibble for the kittehs,, they were getting low) He showed his gregarious side, lovin’ on anyone that even looked at him, and made friends with a toddler.   He’s a good pupper, totally counter to any Pittie-myths.  

welp, I spent way more than I made today, lets just say that and leave it alone.  (rain doesn’t help any,)

Just keepin’ on, keepin’ on.   Mugginess may be partly to blame for his itchiness too.  This area is 1″ annual rainfall away from being called rainforest, and  dampness breeds fungus and molds.   I am going to start giving him mild washes of a weak epsom salt solution to maybe counter anything of that nature.  Best guess right now: see how it goes and adjust as needed.

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Vet appointment made for Wednesday, early eve.  Soonest I could get.   BUT, I need this issue resolved because Cozzie is MISERABLE,,, His fur is showing it, and the gas issue is growing worse.   I’ve dropped him off the kibble completely and that seems to have eased some of the itching issues,  This got damned expensive since I tripled my raw meat purchases to keep the kids fed.   Cozzie eats as much as the three kats combined. And it’s not like he is a glutton, he’s just bigger all around.  Heck,  Voodoo was a glutton, devouring anything put near him and wanting moremoremore,,, : Cozzie will eat and leave the bowl half full and seem completely satisfied.

but that gas,,,, Oh My GAWD,,, I’ve heard Pitties are gassy dawgs, but this,,, MAN,,, Beer and TacoBell farts wouldn’t hold an edge to what this dog looses on the household.

Other than the Itchyscratchy gassy pupper, things are going well.  He is staying home now, off the lead, not chasing nor terrorizing ElGatos, (quite the opposite,, they terrorize him if he gets out of line.)   And he isn’t sneaking over to Couzins place to puppynap the littles. (like he inadvertently did over the weekend.)  I still have the training collar on him (and did need it when he kept insisting on stealing the bathmat.) but for the most part, not needed, except to get his attention, and rarely that now.  A quick snappy call of his name is usually enough now.    The staying home thing was a HUGE blessing and ease of my spirit.  I dislike restraining dogs in this area.  Restrained dogs tend to end up dead for various reasons, mostly because  they can’t escape whatever threats happen by.  Bears aren’t really the issue, its the strays and Yotes.   A restrained dog is easy pickin’s for coyote, and they have no issues with eating ‘their own’, unlike us.

Anywhooos,,,, its HOT, just enough breeze on the porch to make life tolerable, in-house is cooler, but the air flow feels better, and it’s been an interesting day that needs unwound from.   Pooty dawgum resting on my feet, and two smug satisfied looking kittehs bathing on the east wing of the porch (shaded and breezy from the woods)   Its time to relax and let the day go,,,

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(p)Update:  Tonight, I was prepping lunch stuff for myself for the morrow, and cracked open a can of Red Salmon.   Before I had the top half off, Cozzie was about climbing my leg snuffin’ and interested like never before.   Curious, sacrifice the can to see what he does.    GONE, bones and all, GONE,,, LOVED IT, looking around for more, relicking the bowl several times to make sure he didn’t miss anything.    I found what his body is craving, and there is plenty of good stuff in Salmon for his skin and fur,,,   Still, going to see the Vet and get her advice, and fill her in on my observations and his reactions to such.  (like the fact that he’ll grudgingly eat beef, prefers chicken, but apparently ADORES fish, at least Salmon for now.  Gonna have to try tunas and such to see further,)

Nothing to add to what I posted earlier other than that.   Y’all take care of the ol’man if you aren’t the old man, and if you are the old man, treat yourself to something special today.

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SO far,,, lookin’ around the spheres, seems my take that the weekend festivities were tamped down well below the “Fort Sumter” level so many expected.      Things happening overseas are much more involved including dissent within country of Iran, and potential fleeing of the leaders of such to Russian territories for protection.    Hmmm,,, Reverse color revolution in process?   Seeing how our own agencies caused the rise of the Ayatollahs (sp?) and the beginning of all the ME fun and games since,,,, Create the monster, control the narrative, MAINTAIN CONTROL of the system.   They are losing that now.

Killer loose in the northern states: talk about the disease being self destructive.  This is that in real time.   Of course the spin will cover all of that up in time, but seeing it in the light for now, may wake up a few more on this road into the future.

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Full confession: Seriously thinking to shutter this thing I call a blog.   Its a cartharsis, but it hasn’t been fulfilling that role of late.    Part of that is an honesty on my part: there are things I WILL NOT DISCUSS in the public realm, and those are the things that are predominant in my head right now.  I am losing my way and THAT is anethema.   It may be that some of my readers have noted the shift here and there,,, that I used to post multiple times a day on a regular basis, but lately, less posts than days in the week.   And of course there have been more ‘spiritual’ postings as well.  

YES, that is where my thoughts are tending,,, this great big wide world,,, Not so much.  I’ve always been more introspective than most around me, and that introspection is taking DEEP DIVES of late.   Spending far more time looking in, digging under the crud in the corners: Its had 57 years to build up in the corners of this mind and is pretty thick in the lesser traveled parts of it.   (and yes, there is one hallway that is blocked and barricaded with heavy bars and chains.   For good reason.   That one is not getting cleaned, though I will oil the locks and make sure I know where the keys are: gotta keep that beast restrained for now.)

Ok,,, maybe not SHUTTER the blog, Hell, just keep doing what I am doing.  Not gonna lie; there are times where what I write is going to be non-sensical to you because you aren’t living in my head.   Times reading and you read a sentence and scratch your head, askin’ “What the hell did that mean”,,,,   Those will be my tells, so to speak, that I am thinking deeper than what I am sharing.

And you wanna hear a funny?   The deeper I delve, the shallower all of this shit feels.    Mere icing on a cake we call reality, that is really just bubbles of space in empty randomness.   Deep, it ain’t.   Cause/effect, conviction/consequence, peace/turmoil,    No need to go into it all, when a picture will do

I’m tending somewhere on the darker side of late, and I want to be right in the middle, on that division between light and dark.  I ain’t there, and it’s eating at me.    Somewhere over the last 2 months, I dropped off and it feels like I am spinning out of control.    My dark night of the soul even went PooF! into drole existance, day to day muhndanity,,, leaving me feeling greyed out and off balance.   And the imbalance has opened me up to getting sick again.   Two instances, near back to back,

Maybe I’m just feelin’ my age, or my age is making itself known to my still 26 yo mind that refuses to accept the ‘new normal’ ,,,,   sigh

But one thing my introspection has made clear: I need to start getting off my ass and DOING,,,   Far too often the last few months, I come home and occupy a chair, book in hand, or keyboard in lap, and thats the place until its too dark to see or my eyes are leaking down my face in strain.    Even my kayaking has takin’ a hit (and part of that is due to dawgum, but not all, nowhere near all,,,I ain’t blaming him/his existance for my lack of willpower.   I just need to adapt him into things and accept that he is pupper, and that things are going to be ‘exciting’ until he hits adult stage and tones down a bit.)

Which brings up a little sidestory (not a digression, just wanting to share a ‘cute’ instance.)    Yesterday morning, I opened up the house, coffee on, Cozzie off doing Cozzie things,,,,   Me tappin’ away at one of those two posts (which were headaches with faulty keyboard,,, ) Suddenly, Coz is back and wet, head to tail, and excited as heck ‘come see da! Come see!”.   I turn my chair to look out the front door onto the porch and whatzI see?   Another puppie,,, Black and white, one of the newer batch from Cousins place,,,  “OH to the hell NO!,,, No more puppies, ones MORE than enough!”  So I get up, gently scoop up an 8 weekold pup, and start heading towards cousins house.  ONLY,,, Not just one, but THREE,,,,   Cozzie must have been running around the woods, caught their attention and led them home.   They followed the pair of us excitedly (new adventure!) back to cousins house and there I left them, with Couzinz GF, who immediately swatted them on the butts as they ran back to mamadawg.   It was really cute the way Cozzie was excited about ‘new friends’ and that makes me feel sort of bad that he is my only dawg, but to be honest, with my lifestyle, more than one is not happening, and one is likely to much as well.   I’m commited now, and as he gets older and needs less attention to feel secure, I can return to ‘Voodoo days’ and not need to worry.    Right now, he’s a baby, needs that attention and affection for growth: I get that.  Wasn’t ready for it, but I will adapt.

Maybe that’s part and parcel for my current status,,,   BUT, if that’s the case,,, this ain’t goin’way anytime soon or easily.  I won’t abandon my bond or word to any animal I commit to. 

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Those of you that get my stuff in email may have multiple posts of the same post with minor changes in it.   Apologies. I was trying to post ONE vid embed, and got my links messed up because I had two in clipboard.

The second vid is this one

And the reason for it is the last verse,

We all bear witness as history unfolds
Let’s hope tomorrow can deliver on the promise that she holds
Don’t look back in anger,

don’t look ahead in fear
You just keep takin’ her as she comes,

until she comes in clear.

The love you send out returns

to you in time,

The wheel gets turned around by those who try,
For all their lives

(emphasis mine)

For some reason, this hit me right between the eyes today.   I grew up hearing this, one of my favorite albums of that time, and know the lyrics but today, BAM!!!!

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Anywhooozzzzzz    that’s the why of the buggy posts  more later

Seriously, thinking strange thoughts about the “manifestation’ thing that is popular in certain new-agey circles:   Thinking that the only thing holding the world together at all are the manifestations of the smaller creatures,,,  Cows gonna cow, kittehs gonna kitteh, dawgums gonna chase tails and balls and to hell with the stoopid human manifests,,,    Yes, Human Manifestations can destroy the world, but what if the only thing holding it all together is the ideas of existance being held by the smaller brains running around this rock.  The ‘foundation’ of the natural world so to speak.   This idea works if you believe all of this is illusion held together by imaginations that we share,,,,

Yah,,, silly thoughts on a satyrday mornin’,,,

Keyboard issues are giving me fits to boot.    Two year warranty, and I have a new one enroute already, but this one is slowing me down in writing as it adds characters I DID NOT type (like a 7 when I hit t4he G character, or pageup when I type the character A,    The cursor is all over the page and I am in constant edit mode to make things sensible.    If I hunt and peck, it’s no better,,,   Thoughts don’ttplay well under this set up/  

in ohter words, posting may be slow again, until that new keyboard arrives. That thumb tapping thing on screen is  for the birds IMO (or short messages from the feild, not running monologues)

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As for the No Kings protests slated for this weekend,    I think there was enough forwarning around the spheres to make this fizzle out (like the tweets of pallets of bricks being staged,,,  Telegraph much lefties?).   Its early in the day, so remains to be seen what comes of it.  Just the start of the weekend,,, keep heads on swivels, if you can get out without danger, go get some more preps, spiceytimes afoot with the “Fort Sumter” moment here, and the Izzy’s kicking a hornets nest, Kraine Kicking a Bear,   The world as Illusion has many inputs right now, and most of them aren’t exactly sane,,,,

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