Do Cat's have souls?

I was woken at 3am on Wednesday morning by a noise. I rushed downstairs to find the cat from the local pub lying stretched out on my kitchen floor. He was dying and was clearly in agony.

I sat with him, talking to him and stroking him for three hours until he finally let go.

I’m not writing this blog to chastise the owners for not taking him to a vet sooner than they did, or to condemn the vet that saw him last Saturday and, despite his bloated stomach and heart-rending emaciated state, gave him steroid and antibiotic injections and told the owner to bring him back next week. Poor Cefa should have been put out of his misery at least two months ago; if he’d been my cat, he would have been. Whatever was wrong with him, he died of starvation despite eating voraciously. Such awful agony that I witnessed that night is avoidable; there’s no comfort for the owners in leaving an animal to die like that.

But really, that’s not why I’m writing this. The reason is that I saw something quite amazing that night and still can’t quite believe I saw it. I’d been sitting on the floor beside him for three hours and during all that time I kept thinking he had died, but whenever I spoke to him he responded with a pitiful noise to let me know he was still alive. At 5.40am I decided to make myself a drink. I was standing by the kettle, Cefa was on the floor just to my right, when suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw what looked like a creamy white thin mist rise up from his head. I turned to see what it was – but it had gone, or at least I couldn't see it any more. I bent down to check him. His eyes were still bright, though expressionless. I stroked his chin; he let out a deep sigh. I thought he was still alive but a few seconds later his pupils dilated and his eyes became black and lifeless. He had finally given up.

What was it I saw? Could it have been that thing we call a soul/energy body/spirit? I think it was.

 

If grief is a measure of the love we feel for a soul that’s taken from us; then I loved you very much Cefa – I just wish I had/could have done more to help you.

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Is anyone there?

Why does no one ever comment on my blogs???????? 
Perhaps because no one ever reads them !!!
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Where have all the sunspots gone?

Did you know there hasn’t been any sunspot activity for a month? Are you worried? Do you care? It could be good news for us…. then again it could be bad. We’re told that Global Warming is a fact, caused by our mis-management of the planet – though I still sorta wonder if it’s all just an excuse for the politicians to extract more taxes from the masses. Anyway, we’ve no need to worry anymore -  many climatologists believe that solar magnetic activity, (which determines the number of sunspots), is an influencing factor for climate on earth and yes you’ve guessed it – lack of sunspots mean rapid cooling of the Earth. If we remain sunspotless for any length of time we could be heading for another mini Ice Age.

Uummm……. Should I stock up on suncream or woolly hats?
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Student Finance Direct

Student Finance Direct have managed to wind me up again I'm afraid. I filled in their damn form a few weeks ago - you know the form, the one that wants to know EVERYTHING about you and your income just so your children can take out yet more loans. In addition I submitted the required evidence of MY income, (P60s, Bank Statements etc...). Well, they've now sent me another form, identical to the first!! Under separate cover, but sent on the same day, a letter informing me that the financial assessment is complete and they will write to my son to inform him of what they have decided will be MY financial contribution to his studies!

In need of clarification, I plucked up the courage to ring them again (and no, I didn't need a "secret answer"!!) My protestations about being a single parent and having to plan my budget fell on deaf ears. "Sorry, but it's up to your son to tell you that - that's how the system works." How ridiculous! Out of curiousity I asked where the person on the phone to me was situated - Nottingham or Bristol. All letters I've received from them have had both these addresses on but only one telephone number - the number I rang. Answer: Glasgow! FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE

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GM Crops

Good on you Charles - you tell 'em
Whilst I have no serious objection to small scale GM food production in principle, I do object to people like Monsanto pretending that they're in the business of alleviating starvation in the world. Make no mistake - it's all about PROFIT, and the profits are ASTRONOMICAL.
There is enough food in the world without GM crops; what is lacking is a fair distribution of the food we have because those in control want to maintain their profit margins.
And what about the profit being made from biofuels at the expense of rainforests and agricultural land previously used to grow food? I live in the East Midlands where a good proportion of fields are given over to Rape - which incidentally is now growing outside of farmland as a weed - EVERYWHERE.
So, three cheers for Charles - he has my backing.
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I confess

Colin Stagg, erroneously convicted of murdering Rachel Nickell in 1992, said of his £700,000 compensation,

"I expected a token payment by way of compensation. This is like winning the lottery!"

Given that he was convicted because he CONFESSED (the Judge has now ruled that he was entrapped) how on earth can the British justice system justify paying out OUR hard earned cash to someone who, for whatever reason, owned up to murder!!!

Hey... there's an idea. Any unsolved murders in your area? Why not manipulate the Police into putting you under duress and then confess that you were responsible. You never know - in a few months you could be very wealthy!!

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Free Play

BBC Breakfast News this morning was discussing a new campaign set up to advise parents on how to encourage their children to play on their own! For Heaven's sake - what is it about this nanny Britain we live in that prevents parents from just turfing their kids out into the garden or yard and telling them to get on with it? Children are naturally curious and when left to amuse themselves, they will. Hey, I remember when I left my five year old painting a picture in the garden one summer with a glorious new paint set and an easel. Within ten minutes he'd painted my car a beautiful shade of lime green. Yes of course I told him what a clever boy he was!

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Student Loan Coy's Crazy Secret

My son asked that I ring the Student Loan Company today. It seems that I omitted to tick an important box on his 30 page application. As with all big organisations these days I was subjected to three automated menus before finally getting to talk to a real person.

But was he really for real?

After giving my son’s ART ID (those of you with kids at Uni will know what that is!!), my full name, mother’s maiden name, date of birth, address and telephone number, he finally wanted to know the first and third letter of my secret answer!!!!! What was he on about? Was this something to do with the colour of my underwear? Perhaps I’d misheard him?

Me: “Sorry, you’ve confused me. What did you say?”

Him: “I need your secret answer.”

Me: “What was the question?”

Him: “There isn’t a question.”

Me: “How do I know the answer if there isn’t a question?”

Him: “It’s a computer generated answer.”

Me: “Answer to what?”

Him: “Nothing, there wasn’t a question. It’s just to ensure that the answer remains secret.”

Me: “So, there’s an answer to a question that was never asked and it’s that secret, that even I don’t know it.”

Him: “You were sent it through the post.”

Me: “I’m sorry but I have no recollection at all of receiving an answer to an unasked question through the post”

Him: “You need it to talk to us.”

Me: “But I’m talking to you now. I just want to tell you I meant to tick the box and didn’t.”

Him: “I’ll send you another secret answer in the post.”

Me: “So, I’ve got to wait to receive an answer to a question that’s never been asked and then go through all this again?”

Him: “No, I’ve already amended your records to show you ticked the box.”

Duuhhhhhh

Me: “So, why do I need a secret answer?”

Him: “In case you need to contact us again.”

Somehow, I’ve got a feeling that’s NEVER gonna happen!!!!!!