"Mother"

I often call Easter, one of my cats Mother Easter, or just Mother because of my other cats being her children. This morning as I gave her all of my attention I thought of the spaceship Nostromo's computer named Mother from the Alien movie and its statement, "All other priorities rescinded."

How appropriate a cat would make that statement! I am your priority; All other priorities rescinded!

They only change ID's. Instead of killing themselves.

Woke up with hatred, anger. Rare. But I'm glad I don't drink cuz I feel a need to get plastered. As usual one of my cats is here to help me through this. 

The bullies that made my life a living hell in middle school. They don't ever go away, not completely. They just change identities when they storm my brain, as more recent figures in my life. All this money I never spent on alcohol; I should have enough to hire someone to beat the living shit out of some assholes that deserve it. 

How much does it cost to get drunk every week? Every month? Every year? I should be putting that money away.

Present moment. Live in the here and now. My Ladybug's demanding love and cuddles. Bye.

Felis Sillinus Inc

A brief vision, an image surfaced in my mind this morning. Nothing serious, obviously. It's of a small company run and staffed by my cats. Don't ask me what the company does, I have no idea!

Snowball Male, part Siamese. He's a technician working obsessively with examining a piece of equipment. Turns it over, bats it around at his workstation. If he's not doing that he's reading the specs and related info on his screen. Best not to disturb his obsessive/compulsive style. Once interrupted he might never return to his task.

Dude Male, black & white striped tabby. Big guy. He's most at home behind his desk overlooking the floor. He may or may not listen to anything being said but he loves barking orders. (meow-ing orders?) He's very terse with his commands as he keeps the ship afloat.

Ladybug Female, she's the quarterback, chasing leads, always on the hunt for new clients.

Easter Founder and CEO (and real-life mother of the aforementioned) I never know when she's going to make an appearance. When she does she's either in the background or she fully (and aggressively) engages the whole team. Occasionally she does strike out at someone who looks at her the wrong way but nobody cares when the confrontation is over. That's just how things are run. 

I have fond memories of five previous employees. Peepers, one of the best supervisors a company could ever want. Thingie, a gray and white proper gentleman at his desk handling all matters with grace. Graydee, sitting across from Thingie, with her own sweet style in helping clients. Menace, who's very busy running here and there. And lastly, Nemo, lowly office assistant who does the best he can in spite of health problems.
Easter first had Dude, Snowball and Ladybug. The next litter which I call Peepers and the Gang I eventually gave away, which was heartrending to me but necessary. I sometimes wish I could track them down, that there's a LinkedIn I can go to. I doubt Nemo's still around as sickly as he was. Snowbie passed away from kidney failure, cancer got Dude, so now I've got Easter and Ladybug.

If the company mission was to make and keep a particular male human alive and happy, I'd say Felis Sillinus Inc is and has been a great success.

21jul2020