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It's been one %^&*%^%^&^& of a week this week! Work is getting worse, and if I have to listen to another idiot cussing me out and stand there and take it, I'm bound to rip their freaking throats out with my bare hands. We found out a family friend has died. Our doctor, also family friends who's saved most of my human family's lives at one point or another although his brain isn't what it should still be, has been forced into retirement due to his health, leaving us to have to drive an hour and a half one way tomorrow to get the medical treatment we need -- on, if we're lucky, about five or six hours of sleep.

I WISH to Gods that was all I had to bitch about it. ( But it's not. )

    It has been a good weekend, but alas, like all mortal things, our weekend has again come to a close.  We actually did stay home all day yesterday.  I've posted all of February's stories now, though I think at one point yesterday I may have called them March's, and we're half way through reading March's.  I finally got to read two of this year's Wick stories of which I'm especially proud to my beloved Jack and our babies, and he not only enjoyed it thoroughly but was also inspired by it.  We, and Moody Blues, made a early night of it last night, and it was wonderful.  =)

    Dad actually enjoyed the railroad museum today, is even planning on going back, and that's a plus.  Anything to drag him out of the house should help him.

    It's so good knowing that our babies are inside and safe, not only from the poison, but from the cars, the snakes, the rabies, etc.  There's so much that can go wrong outside, but here inside they're really, truly safe from everything but sickness and most of our darlings are pretty healthy, thank the Gods.

    And we do also thank Them for a lovely weekend.  Hope we can do this again sometime and soon.  We have a good chance of getting to spend at least one day home next weekend, even if it is our supply shopping weekend, but the next three weeks after that all have doctor's appointments.  Bugger.  Ah, well, it's been fantastic, and it WILL happen again even if we must wait a little while!  =)

    It's proven to be an . . . interesting week, to say the least.  Most of you are aware that Trent and Smokey go out on us a couple of weeks ago.  Trent's been hanging in the yard, being seen every day though not letting us get close until the last couple of days, whereas Smokey has all but completely disappeared and has only been seen once.  My beloved Jack and I saw him for the first time in almost two weeks a couple of days ago.  He refused to let me get close, even acted as though he was scared of me, and wouldn't even eat the can I left out for him!  Needless to say, I'm rather hurting by his rejection.  After all, he was one of my top babies, and he is my beloved Owl, whose one of the cats who I loved who died miserably in my arms, reincarnated.  And now he doesn't want anything to do with me!!

    I'm man enough to admit that I was kicking myself hard for letting him get out on us before seeing him again.  I was struck roughly by his behavior, but then with my love, Jack, talking to me, I got to thinking.  Almost all of our other babies are still showing complete loyalty.  Her Royal Majesty Cindy aside as she'll always be my top baby and I her top human, regardless, Jackeesy still runs like a proud racehorse when I call him, Simba climbs the door to get in and to me when we get home, and Spike Zorro actually gave up getting a free can at the neighbors' for a while when he realized I was upset with him for, as Jackeesy so eloquently and accurately coined it, pimping himself for a can.  Casper keeps coming back to me no matter how many times I push her away for kneading, and so does Tiger, Millie, and several more.  It's not me, and it's not that I'm losing my appeal to our babies.  It's just Smokey, and his betrayal is just something with which I've got to come to terms.

    Speaking of betrayals, we've had two more happen to us this week.  One of our oldest readers, a girl who proclaimed herself to be our #1 reader and who we've helped through Gods only remember what all over the years, has now been added to our blockage list after complaining about a Flintstones fic I wrote.  I didn't care that she didn't want to read and didn't like the pairing or material; that didn't get off with me in the least.  But when she demanded that I not send a story I had written to Jack's and my mailing list that was only created so that my love and I can send everything we want to share and all that we write to that list, that was going way too far.  I still have trouble believing she turned out to be such a callous idiot!

    And then we found out who stole my wallet: a woman who claimed to be down on her luck, misused by all her family, and who we were doing our best to help!  Ladies, don't get this wrong, because most of my online friends are women, but I swear, it seems that every woman I encounter in RL, sooner or later, turns out to be a real bitch!

( Our beloved, royal Queen, Cindy, who'd never think of betraying her Daddy or choosing any one or thing else over yours truly! )


( Smokey, the betraying wild cat! Who really shouldn't still be wild after all this time and all these years' of loving . . .  )

( Trent Malloy, who, I forgot to mention, came right up to me last night and who is now back inside! )

( King Jackeesy, who always comes running when I call! )

( Harry Potter, seen here in his grandfather's mess, who has also come running like a bolt of lightning to me too many memorable times to count! And yet, he's never gotten as much attention as Smokey, who's betrayed us all, leaving us for the so-called "great outdoors" . . .  )

( Simba, who climbs doors to reach me! )

( Carlos, who wants to be so close to me he wants in my pants -- even if I'm still wearing them sometimes! )

Get your mind out of the gutter, people!  He bloody well doesn't want them, or me, that way!

( Casper, who always keeps coming back to me regardless of how many times I push her off! )

Also aligning with Casper, others who never stay off of me for long, no matter how many times I push them off and whose pictures I just don't have time to share right now though I'd like to, include, but aren't even limited to, Tiger; my beloved Jack's boy, Hansel; Fonzie; Millie; Christopher; and lots more.  So, you see, it really is that crazy Smokey's fault for jumping ship and abandoning us!!  Oh, well.  Maybe one day the little, selfish brat will learn!  *sigh*  Although I do still miss him and may very well always miss him . . .

Any ways, gotta go!  Mardi Gras' calling us!  Have fun, every one!