Small Things

and most apologies that this IS so very lengthy............... but.. i hope you will forgive... and understand.. after you read.........

(untitled---copyright1998,1999,2000,2001)


little bit

blind, deaf, cold & hungry- screaming repeatedly for
hours & hours, begging someone to help me! alone,
helpless, miserable & scared, unable to comprehend the
first days of my life.

you see, i was abandoned. just minutes after i was
born, my birth mother left me. walked away from me,
never to look back, never to wonder what had happened
to her offspring. never to cuddle & nurture her
firstborn baby.

there must have been something wrong with me. i was
too little, or too ugly, or too sickly or too
something. she didn't want me & left me to die.

finally, after an eternity of laying on a cold hard
surface, i felt something warm & soft surround my
body. then my mouth was opened & filled w/something
warm & sweet! i swallowed greedily & wanted more &
more! this is what i'd needed-warmth & food. there was
a sense of movement then i was wrapped in a cocoon of
cushiony warmth & with my stomach full, i was content
& went to sleep, at ease from fear, cold & hunger for
the first time in my life. my mother was taking care
of me!

this is all i remember during that dark quiet time.
feeling hungry & calling out, then getting warm milk
in my stomach, getting stroked, being cuddled in soft
warmth, then drifting off to sleep, to begin the cycle
again upon waking.

one day, i woke up to something different. before i
called out for someone, i noticed noises that i hadn't
heard before. i could hear voices coming from the side
& i struggled toward the sounds as i cried out i was
hungry. i once again was wrapped in human warmth &
fed, but this time i heard soft murmurs as i was
stroked & comforted. this was such a good feeling & i
was very happy.

not long after this momentous occasion, i awoke &
realized my eyes were open & i had a sense of light! i
closed my eyes & saw the only thing that was familiar
to me, total darkness. i opened them again & could see
shadows that moved.

unsure of what was happening, i called out for my
mother. i saw a big dark shape come toward me, heard
soft sounds & then was wrapped in the warmth i'd come
to associate w/getting my stomach full. this must be
'mommy' & 'mommy' was BIG!

although 'mommy' always came & took care of me when i
cried, 'she' wasn't always the same. 'mommy' changed!
sometimes 'her' sounds were low & her warmth was
bigger but harder. sometimes 'she' smelled good,
sometimes 'she' smelled smoky. but always, 'she' felt
good!

'she' held me, & fed me & stroked me & softly talked
to me. 'she' loved me! i had a 'mommy that took care
of me now & loved me & i was special!

i soon realized that i didn't just have
one(underscored) 'mommy'. i was special enough that i
had 3(underscored) 'mommies'. since i could see & hear
'her' & now i could move around, i started trying to
find my 'mommy' when i needed her.

sometimes 'mommy' would pick me up & put me down to
something warm & fuzzy & i could eat & get stroked &
bathed. this was my 'aunt cookie' & there were other
babies around me. they were bigger than me but they
weren't mean. they started playing with me & we'd
sleep together.

then i found out i had uncles, too. they were real big
& warm & they'd give me a bath, too. one of them,
'uncle blackie' was alot of fun. when he'd take a nap,
he let me play w/ his tail! he'd move it back & forth
& i'd pounce on it & chew on it & attack it & he'd
never get mad & swat me!

'mommy' always took care of me. 'she' called me little
bit & doctored me & fed me & loved me. sometimes, when
i'd be hungry & try to climb up on her she'd get mad &
put me down. i'd sit on the floor & watch her at the
sink when she made my 'BAH-BAH'. sometimes i could
climb up and sit on her shoulder & wait until she got
my bottle right, then she'd take me down & feed me.

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ok.. smiles.. just in case you have not 'figured' out
'whose/'what's' autobiography' this belongs to?..
(look at my handle again?? hehe)

had one kitten out of a litter of four that.. 'mom'
walked off and totally abandoned.. left in middle of
my kitchen floor..

well..being me.. but of course i had to put a 911 call
into the cat lover i am!.. so?? me and my two teens
took over momma cat position!..

we did indeed.. used eyedropper to feed little bit at
the beginning... graduating to an actual.. 'baby
animal feeder, fully equipped w/nipple(which the
bigger cats seemed to enjoy.. consuming!!)' ..
aka..'bah-bah'.. we spoilt 'little bit' unmercifully!

he grew up w/the 'body heat' of an old 'heating pad'
that was my grandma's.. he did get some nurturing from
his 'aunt'.. and? did play w/'cousins' and 'uncles'..

me and the kids truly were his 'mommies'.. and yes??
he knew what his bah-bah was.. not only by the looks
of it.. but the name of it!.. he was most smart!.. was
kinda more people than cat.. very gentle and loving..
and..yes?? spoilt!!!

is true that?..he would sit on floor and watch me make
his bottle.. (was fed all from.. regular whole cow's
milk, baby formula, condensed milk, and kitten
formula) .. and yes?? he would.. 'climb' up my jeans..
and up to my shoulder and sit there..right beside my
ear.. and watch me.. even would 'help' me do dishes...


we were blessed by little bit's company here with us
for 10 months.. he brought me and my kids a ..
'connection'.. and? we loved him for those months..
he grew up.. to be a most larger tom cat.. and?.. out
and about in his many travels .. he 'lost his way back
home to us'..

he will always be a most special part of me and the
kids' lives.. we will remember him.. 'little bit'...

Oh I loved that!!! Thank you gata_amore for sharing that with us!!! I really enjoyed it!!!!

is there some 'connection' between us women named 'deb, debby, debbie, debra, deborah'...... and.. cats??????..

Where's Rod Serling when we need him? Anyway, my dear friend Debbie (from back in the late '80s and early '90s) kept one-dozen cats. She was also chief technician at an animal hospital.



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gata_amore....are you a Debby/Debbie too?
I think it is amazing how many of us there are on here! I know theres me, and deb25, and Debra Meyers, and oh gosh...who am I leaving out? Well anyway...alot of us!!!

It's been raining here for hours, listening to the rain hitting the roof. Being glad I'm inside all cozy & warm. My one daughter called to say she ordered her first computer, now we'll be able to chat every night Being off work today & sleeping in late and relaxing at my computer & enjoying myself at the Catsite!! Life is Good!:angel2:

I was named for the actress Debbie Reynolds...and my proper name is "Debbie" there are times I wish my mother had not been so "trendy"
I got real tired of profs in college asking me if that was my "real" name... not Debra or Deborah

DebbieA ... THATS who I was forgetting!! I knew there was another one!!

My real name is Debra. Debra Jean to be exact....just curious what you Deb's middle names are. Any Jean's?
I absolutely HATE to be called Deb though. It's not because there's anything wrong with it...it's just that in school there was another Debbie so they called her Deb...and she was a stuck up little snot...and I don't know...Deb just doesn't fit me. I prefer Debby. Okay....now that I have gotten carried away on this unexplained tangent....LOL.... I have a few more small things that made me happy today!!!

Spending time with my kitties....I have three babies....four actually but my brother is taking one of them so I am only keeping 3. I had 5 but Shannon took one for her daughter....her daughter named it Lips...(go figure!) My three kitties are a white long haired male named Snowy (or snowball) and an beautiful grey one that is almost blue!! Her name is Ash. And a black one with white belly, white paws and white around it's nose...my stepson named her Sylvester even though she's a female...cause she looks just like that cartoon cat!

Also my hubby and I spent some quality time together this morning...can't tell you all about that though... But then we went to Taco Johns for lunch and spent time outside together cause it was such a nice day!!!!!!!!!

He even paid for my new tires!!!!! WOW

Little thing

As I woke this morning with a fever my son and his friend (9 & 7) told me to lie down on the couch and take it easy!
They have been taking care of me all day!
I think it was so sweet! My son also called one of the teen girls who hangs out here and asked her to come over when I was asleep! When I woke I had a clean kitchen and the laundry was done! Kitty was on my chest puring away and booger was at my feet! The dogs were fed and my son told me not to worry about cooking today! He made a frozen pizza for his friend and himself for lunch and we had ham and cheese sandwiches for supper! I have spoiled my son but he really showed me today that he loves me!!

Ok, let me set the record straight by saying I have hated this name since childhood. My first best friend and next door neighbor was a Debbie too. We both sat around at the tender age of 6 or 7 and talked about how we hated our name. Later in high school, people called her "Fred".

I personally answer to Debbie, Deborah, Deb, and even D. Middle name usage is out. It's Louise (after my grandmother). I was almost Katherine Louise after both of my grandmothers, but my mother changed her mind at the last minute.

Actually I LOVE the name Debbie/Debby ! I can't imagine being anything else, and I really like my name! I just don't care to be called Deb. And noone ever called me Debra Jean except my mom when I was in BIG trouble!!!! :laughing: :laughing:

Ash, That was really sweet what your son did for you!!!! Wow!!

I didn't want to see this thread die....so



small things I'm thankful for

petsmart
ice cream
music

It used to be that I was lonely and depressed. I have lost my job and have not being able to obtain work. I used to cry alot. Then I'd go to counselors to talk about my depression and taken Prozac(it didn't work). Then in april, a little ball of gray fur with pleading eyes that said,"love me please!!!" came into my life. Since then I haven't shed a tear. I know that someone is at home waiting for me. Someone who dosen't complain about my bad habits. Who dosen't judge. Who loves me just the way I am.

The soft nickers of greetings as I trudge through the mud to the barn.

The parade of cats following me while I do chores

Scatter cats insistent meows that she be picked up "NOW" because her feet are "WET! and how could anyone expect her to get her dainty paws so "SOAKED!"

Bailey, streaking across the field and leaping on to the moving wheelbarrow for his ride to the manure pile.

A sweet email from my hubby while he is at work telling me how much I mean to him.

My headache finally deciding to vacate the premises known as my brain.

Visting over the fence with my neighbors, though I did find out that the renters were arrested last night for attempted bank robbery, drug charges, and traffic warrants. Now, guess what is going to happen to those 3 cats they brought with them?.........sigh......

Clearing off yet another shelf in the shop and sorting through the keepers, looking at the treasures and re-organizing the room.

Watching Alex and Nell investigate the ice cube I put in their water dish--and Nell hissing at it when she touched it with the pink paw and found out how cold it was.

Nena....your last post touched my heart in a way you will never know... the reason is because, as you said, you have someone waiting at home for you who does not complain about your bad habits, who does not judge you, and who loves you just the way you are.... that is all I have ever wanted from my husband, but don't seem to get....maybe I just need to be single and have the unconditional love of all my cats.

Just to add something here, because I really feel the need to, even though this isn't my thread....( I am famous for that...sorry)

I love my husband to death, but he is never happy, nor does he accept my faults as just part of me...he says I smoke too much, I drink too much, I am on the computer too much.....etc....
And tonight I was so excited for him to get home, because I found out how much I was getting from my fourth of the inheritance from my father(who passed away last August) and I was excited simply because we would have enough money to pay HIS house in town off...(dont get me wrong here....my dad meant the world to me, and I would rather live under a bridge and have my dad with me, than have money and be without him)

But the point is....I was so excited for my husband to get home tonight so I could tell him I would have enough money to pay of his house...(we live in MY house) and I thought he would be excited!!! He still owed 5,000 on his house...and I just wanted to make him happy....but Oh no...all he does is point out all my faults. Sorry, I am ticked.

Sorry...went off on a tangent again. (whatever that means)

To restart this thread...

Small things I am thankful for:

Merlin is still alive and well, and loves me unconditionaly
I have some really good friends who accept me the way I am (and they aren't even cats! )

I am still alive...and I will survive.


These are some small things I am thankful for!

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