I know later tonight will get busier as I actually start to cook again in my kitchen, so I wanted to post this greeting to all my friends in cyberspace now. I wish for all of you a wonderful Thanksgiving Day, and many things to be thankful for now and in the future.
I would love to meet each and every one of you — maybe someday! Enjoy those you are with, and live each Thanksgiving as if it might be the last time you were together. Experience it to the fullest extent, and most important share it with others who may not have family to share it with. May God bless and keep all of you and those you love this Holiday Season.
Oh, and if your turkey should suddenly go missing, you might check out any new lamps in the house!
A Thanksgiving Poem
The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway,
Thanksgiving comes again.
[Author: *Unknown]
I loved you once in silence . . .
Yes, today has been one of the most lonely days I believe I have lived through in a long time. Memories, memories of Camelot long since gone. Camelot revisited. A broken heart today. Much the same heart I’m sure Caroline Kennedy feels as well. We both have lost our “Sweet Camelots” over the last few years of our lives.
We’ll fill each backpack with soup, with ravioli in a can, with canned fruit, with cereal bars, with juice,” Francine Nichols said. “We make sure that the food is the kind that a young child can prepare himself or herself, if need be. Because some of these children live in single-parent homes, and when that parent works, not only does it mean that there may not be enough food in the house, but there may not be anyone to fix the meal for the boy or girl.
COLORFUL SCHOOL ITEMS courtesy of © Olga Drozdova | Dreamstime.com; Other photos from Bob Greene’s article at CNN
Watching the videocams at the Memphis Animal Shelter can be very sad at times, but when I see things like this my heart is “so happy!” At least this one will hopefully have that happy ending and Second Chance as well.
Those feral kitties have been up to no good again.
For several weeks, they have been bringing small dead moles to the backdoor and leaving them. I know this is their way of showing their appreciation for the good grubs and water they get, but I am certainly not happy to see these gifts. Neither is poor Phillip since he has to pick them up in the shovel for the garbage can.
Well today was the final straw. I opened my door to find an entire dead bird right by the doorstep. Smokie was there staring at me to show her appreciation. She made sure to let me see this “treasure” before picking it up and jumping back over the fence with it. Thank goodness, now the dogs could go out without me worrying about them getting the dead bird.
A little while later, I went to let the doggies out once again. It was potty time you know! Of course, now we found this sight by the backdoor. So I had to sit in my wheelchair and keep reminding (or yelling at) the dogs to leave this alone.
I sure will be glad to see Phillip later. He will sweep up these poor birdie’s feathers once again for the garbage can.
In the meantime, I am thoroughly disgusted with my feral kitties right now.
Photograph from CNN News
RIP precious little child, taken away before your life even began at the age of 5 years.
Shaniya Davis’ precious little body was recovered today near Sanford, NC. Her mother and another man have been charged. The man was charged with first degree kidnapping, and the mother with selling this child for sex, human trafficking, etc. What is wrong with our society? Where are we going when a mother will do such a thing with her own child? More later when I get home tonight.
Right now my heart is hurting for what this precious child must have endured here on earth. I can only think of my precious granddaughter, Mackenzie, who is the same age. I know the love and care she receives, and I wish and pray this child could have had the same love and care. May God wrap His loving arms around her for the rest of eternity — and I know He will.
Once again in the news we hear, “DCS was no stranger to this home.” If so, something is very wrong with our DCS system. We need a massive investigation of where and how they are failing these children NOW!
What do you do when it is time to go to bed and Momma Kat is still on her computer? How do you get an “elevator ride” up that tall bed when you are a little short Chihuahua girl? You have to wait for the momma, so you just pull one of the pillows onto the floor behind her, curl up, and wait it out. Yes, this is Sophie Rose’s solution!
the water well
Right now, 1.1 billion people on the planet don’t have access to safe, clean drinking water. That’s one in six of us.
I can’t imagine feeding a baby a bottle filled with muddy water . . . full of parasites and disease. We can make a difference.
“Hey Jesse, want to see my abs?”
“Oh no Luke, please keep your shirt down!”
My Southern Mint Juleps is Momma Kat's amazing journey being born and raised in the South I love, the family I adore, and the pets and other creatures which I love to rescue. Be sure and visit us also at Tinkerbell's Momma Kat. 
