GREECE & ISTANBUL CATS

Good morning.

Please forgive the grammatical errors!

It's settled. In six years I'm going to Istanbul and Greece. Both areas love cats. The locals all love and care for the cats that live there. I wanted to take the trans-Siberian train through Russia, but we all know that's not going to happen now. Hopefully that idiot currently in the white house doesn't start wars with Greece and Istanbul.  

I feel awful. Just awful. Some poor kitty was looking for shelter last night, stared at me through my bedroom window for five minutes, and I was not allowed to give it shelter because my house host forbids it which is entirely their right. Their house their rules, I get that, but it's my money and I can take it elsewhere, rent elsewhere as is my right. I chose this house because in their ad they posted "pets allowed" but that wasn't true. English isn't their first language. I give them a pass for that but it also means I should rent where I can communicate easier with my host, yes?

Nonetheless, I feel horrible for denying that poor cat. I prayed to God Please watch over this precious kitty and find it shelter. Please care and watch over all your cats and animals. Cats are a creation of God put on Earth long before us wretched humans. Cats, unlike dogs, are outdoor animals. Dogs won't survive outdoors. They don't have the physicality. Still, it's cold out at night and currently raining. March/April showers. The next room I rent must love and allow cats. Must house at least one cat. If I'm going to spend thousands and thousands of dollars to rent a room at least one cat must live in residency. A room I rented in Vegas two years ago south of south Summerlin had two glorious cats. If I can't find a room to rent in LA that has cats, then I'm renting that room in Vegas again if for no other reason than they have cats. Turning away a living creature seeking help is the worst feeling in the world. I never want that feeling again. Life is too short. I would give my last breath to help a cat. You don't have to like cats, but we humans also don't have to knowingly hurt them. I feel just awful.

Someone's dog was left out in the rain this morning. I heard the poor doggy barking and howling. Finally, the owner must have let doggy in the house because the howling stopped but hand to Jesus, I almost called animal control. YOUR PETS COME FIRST. Always! In Vegas if a dog is left in the car in the middle of a sweltering summer civilians have the right to smash a car window and recue the dog. I assume it's the same for a baby. HOW people leave their babies "accidentally" in a sweltering car when it's 118 degrees Fahrenheit outside is beyond me, but they do, and they continue to kill their babies every year. Every year people in Las Vegas murder their little children by leaving them strapped into their car seat when it's 118 degrees outside.

Unpopular opinion: If you want to murder your own children I'm not emotionally invested. I'm just not. That's your kid. Your crime. Your sin. I have no emotional stake in the game. You made that child. If you murder it that's 100% on you. But animals are everyone's responsibility. Smart as some animals are they still don't have opposable thumbs like we do and we're on THEIR land. God made all His animals docile and loving. Only humans went bad. Very, very bad. If you murder a child that you made that's 100% your sin. If you harm a cat or dog that God made that's everyone's sin and God will sort that out with you if His disciples don't sort you out first.  

I pay attention to God's creations as they were made. Humans were last therefor I pay attention to them last. 

I value people based on how they treat servers in restaurants, how they treat animals, and how far they go out of their way to help others. 

One good deed a day is all it takes to make the world a better place. I will never understand how people knowingly intentionally make the world a worse place. EXAMPLE: The measles has landed in Los Angeles. (We were vaccinated for measles when we were children weren't we?) It's being reported the authorities traced the measles in LA county back to someone who flew on China Airlines flight CAL8/ CI8 and then spread it around to many different LA businesses. Here we go again. Deja Vu. These are the locations being reported to have been infected with measles:

• Wednesday, March 5 between 7 p.m. to 10:40 p.m.: Tom Bradley International Terminal (Terminal B) at the Los Angeles International (LAX) Airport

• Friday, March 7, between 11 a.m. to 5 p.m.: Cloud 9 Nail Salon, 5142 N. Lankershim Blvd., North Hollywood, CA 91601

• Monday, March 10 between 8:15 a.m. to 10:30 a.m.: Superior Grocery Store, 10683 Valley Blvd., El Monte, CA 91731

LAX to NOHO to El Monte, and this person didn't know they were sick? They knew they were sick and spread the disease around anyway. If you're sick stay home. Stay away. Exile. Isolate. Don't purposely make others sick. This is why I love animals more than people. Animals are innocent. People are not. People have become wretched and wrought with sin. I must have been reincarnated many times over as a cat. Why this time as a human is unknown to me. I'm sure God has a plan. 

Moving on...

After my doctor's appointment six days ago, my gut health has improved 99.9%. My doctor advised me to take Zenwise enzyme and said she and her entire family take Zenwise enzyme for their gut health. I got a bottle. Love it. We have to remember to drink plenty of water even when it's cold out and after 50 years of age add a daily enzyme before or after every meal depending on the instructions. I thank my doctor in prayer every day since. Finally, a doctor who gave me some sound advice - a woman doctor of course. Having men doctors in the past confirms my belief men really don't know anything about how a woman's body function.

People in Istanbul and Greece appreciate and love mousers unlike here in America. People in America think cats owe them something. People in America are selfish and feel owed for being alive, feel owed for being male, feel owed for being female, feel owed just because. It's nauseating. People here love things and themselves. My six-year goal is Greece and Istanbul. And to think five years ago I wanted to visit Russia. Huh. Not anymore.  

In my older senior years, I can't fight people anymore. I don't want to. In my younger years I was not bothered by drama because I grew up around drama. Drama was in my nervous system. Who else got shingles in their twenties? Hands? no one? Just me. Believe it. I never wanted to convert people into seeing the light of Christ anyway but more than that, Christ is a relationship like all healthy relationships you have to build it. You don't just get to have a relationship with Christ because you're suddenly in a bind. It's not about ceremony (Catholics!) It's about praying, reading the Bible, loving Christ, and having honest conversations with God.

(sigh)

I can't get that kitty out of my mind. The way it sat patiently outside my bedroom window out in the cold and rain waiting for me to let it in - only I couldn't therefor I didn't. I never want to feel this way again. Never. I'm sorry God. I'm truly sorry. I failed you.  

In six years I'll be in Istanbul. I'll be 62 years old in six years, retired, and in Istanbul petting cats. WHY I'm looking at senior housing on the west coast when I could just move to an area that loves and adores cats. Thank you, Istanbul, for giving me a new retirement goal! Six years and counting.

Saint Gertrude of Nivelles is the patron saint of cats, gardens, travelers, and widows. Amen. That is my favorite saint. I'm not Catholic but I was baptized Catholic (had no say in the matter I was a baby) nonetheless, I love saint Gertrude. She is me. How could I not lover her. 

But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.

--Psalms 16:3