Another day spent working with cats; a generous, anonymous, OmegaMom was in line behind me at Metro Cafe
Saturday, April 23, 2011 at 1:12PM 
Well, I have no time for this blog today. I must sit here at my desk and constantly scoop cats off my keyboard. That's just how it is for me - all day long. Cats on the keyboard. I scoop one off, another jumps on. I scoop that one off, the first jumps back on.
I did not want to fight the hard wind that blew yesterday, so I left my bike home and drove to Metro Cafe.
Do they look like they are teasing each other? They are. Over me. About who I love best, the one with black hair or the blond? Carmen and Shoshana! I love you both. There is no favoritism here.
And I really love your coffee.
Best coffee in Wasilla.
And the finest coffee shop.
There is none other like it.
This is the only coffee shop in the entire world where anyone has ever fought over me.
And here I am, just one step shy of being old.
How come?
As I was taking this picture, I was aware that there was a vehicle in line behind me. Once these two got my coffee prepared, it took them a little longer to get my apple pastry out of the fridge and warm it up and I got nervous that I was making the person in the car behind wait too long, so I drove around the building and briefly parked in front until Shoshana could bring my pastry out.
What I did not know was that the person in the car, who had now herself pulled up to the window, was, at that very moment, paying for my next round of coffee and pastry.
I wish I had known, because then I would have positioned myself where I could have taken a good look at this generous, anonymous, person so that I could have seen who she is and thanked her properly.
You can see the comment that she left yesterday under the name OmegaMom.
Now I really must go. I have hundreds of other pictures that I have taken during my breakfast, lunch and coffee breaks this past week that I really want to post - I even have more of both Pistol and Jim making my work difficult. In fact, Jim is sitting atop my computer even as I write these words.
But I just don't have time.
I am way, way, WAAAAAAY behind and I must do what I can to catch up - even though I will never catch up.
I will always be behind.
When they slide me into the crematorium they will say, "well, he did a few things in life but he left most of his work unfinished, because he was always behind, could never catch up, and, in total sum, spent years and years picking cats up off his keyboard, holding them for a moment and then putting them down on the floor just in time for another cat to take the place of the first.
"Think what he might have accomplished, had he only got caught up!"
I think dedicated readers are going to see a lot of stunted posts from now until October. Probably, 70 to 80 percent. Maybe 90 percent - or 95 percent. By October, I hope to have come up with a strategy, the discipline and the means to make this online publishing endeavor work.
Jim just jumped down from the computer. He's on my chest now, cradled atop my left arm, leaving me to type with just one hand.
Reader Comments (10)
Cats are the best (and dogs too)....enjoy your coffee and pastry
Carmen's warmth leaps out of your photos.
cats, i luv em but don't wanna own one. when my grown son lived w/me, his cat Blank jumped on me while i was in bed, butted my mouth b/c he loved me, and afterward my tooth began to hurt. i had an abscess and had to get root canal. that's not how we wanna spend our money!
you, get old? keep your bushy beard. as long as you have it, you'll never look old. i keep trying to grow one myself but all i have is peach fuzz.
I just "haf" to respond to you Ruth with a small correction. You don't own a cat - they own you. :)
Poor, poor Bill. I feel your pain. I have only one keyboard kitty, and the other blessedly is content to lay by my feet. I'm sure that he is silently egging his brother on. I can imagine clearly what you put up with. They're telling you - "ME-ME-ME, I'm much more important than what you're doing." Reminding you to stop & smell the roses.
Those practical folks who think "Why doesn't he just put them out of the room & shut the door" just do not understand.
Those in the crematorium will undoubtedly say - "look at all the pleasure this man brought to so many. He had such a large heart & he shared it with so many who bless him for it."
I'm but one who feels that way.
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Bits agrees, the above was his comment. ;) Thanks for all the laughs, great stories & fabulous photos.
We certainly appreciate whatever you share with us. It is what it is -- and we appreciate what it is. Take good care of yourself.....
My dog died today. She was the sweetest, shyest, and the best. Thank you for the warm fuzzy story about your cats. I needed that.
I've been very bad about keeping up with comments lately, but your comment just now came in, WakeUpAmerica, and before I get wrapped up with other things, I just want to say I am sorry about your dog.
Many condolences. I know how bad it can hurt.
Now, to the rest of you who have commented so far:
Twain: yes, our animals friends ARE the greatest. What would I do without these characters.
Dahli - Yes - and that warmth floods Metro cafe.
Ruth - Sorry about that abscess, but I think there must have been another factor at play. I don't think the cat alone caused it. I've been butted and scratched more times than you can imagine. Never got an abscess. As to owning a cat, Kat got it exactly right.
Kat - I thought about that when I wrote this, that some might have that very thought, but people who know, know. You just can't kick a cat out.
Please give bits a pat on the head for me.
Grandma - Thank you, I am going to need that because I am afraid that I absolutely must cut back for a bit - not stop, just cut back. I am in the pressure cooker now and I've got to deal with it.
“Time spent with cats is never wasted.”
Sigmund Freud
“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated”
Mahatma Gandhi
Thank you BILL...you are always my FROSTFROG...
Civi - just posted my responses and in comes your comment and I certainly cannot leave it unaddressed. Mahatma Gandhi knew what he was talking about - and Freud, too.
And yes, I remember my promise to you. Don't know when I will get to Greece, but when I do...
First to Wake Up America---hugs to you and know there is one more person who understands your loss. I still tear up about the loss of our lovely BB at Chistmas, so remember it takes time.
Now ...onto my comments. As I sit here with a new pup, 17 weeks tomorrow, at my feet and a kitty on the windowsill near me waiting to jump onto the keyboard....Thanks Bill.
(Yes, my kitty wants to sit on the keyboard too, but only when I leave. I put a skein of yarn on it when I leave and he stays off, go figure:-)
I come always looking for another view of things and find it here. Between the pictures and words I come away with some peace.
Enjoy the holiday or just the weekend, whatever is preferred and keep up the good word!