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Companion, friend, pal, amigo, bud…just a cat

I got Moses a about 5 years ago. He was a replacement for a previous cat, to be a friend to a surviving 12 year old cat, Max. Max did not like the friend I got for him.

Moses was first Delilah. Those that gave him to me had rescued him and his siblings from flooding waters. We live in West Texas and when it decides to rain around here it does it all at once. The rescued kittens had to be bottle fed and cleaned by humans. The humans lacked in how to properly ‘clean’ kittens so my kitten was extremely swollen in the nether regions. To the point even the veterinarian though he was a she. Then she was a he.I changed the name to Moses, because he was plucked from the water.

Moze was a tiny scrawny thing- Lots of spunk though. As a kitten he lived in the house with us, till he was old enough to move out. Max, the old one, was a jerk to him when he was a kitten, so Moze found hanging with people (me) and a couple of the dogs was more pleasant.

Max and Moses did finally become friends, though Max never really played with Moze- cause he was old and basically just slept and ate- Till he didn’t.

A friend at church offered me a kitten not long after Max died and I took Leo in for a companion for Moses. . Moses was 9 months when Leo came in. They were the best of chums. Moze taught Leo the ropes. How to taunt the dogs. Where the best pack rats lived. How to open the sliding screen door. Where to hide in the house when they snuck in. After about a year though Leo disappeared- probably a victim of a bird of prey.Just as Moses recently was. Hawks and Owls are jerks.

This left Moses to me. I didn’t replace his last friend for a couple of reasons. 1. My grandson has asthma and cat dander is one of the allergens that bring it on. 2. I didn’t want to loose another cat to a big bird.

Moses about 4 months sleeping on my lap early in AM

Moses became the cat of the place- All mice and rats were his. One time he ran through the back door with something in his mouth. I thought he was bringing a mouse in the house, until he released it and it flew. It was a bat. I chased he and the bat into a bathroom and left them there till Moses had his fun and the bat was no more.

Moses was my cuddle buddy. Prior to our knowledge of the grandsons asthma, he would come in the house and sit on my lap in the morning while I ‘woke up’ in the morning. When the house became off limits, he would meet me in the upstairs detached mancave, where I would do my Bible study and prayers in the morning. Moses would show up by the pool and hang out while we swam then jump in my lap when I got out, wet, and leave hairs stuck all over me. If we had the bedroom window open he would come to the window at 5AM and talk loudly about some nonsense.

His places to hang were the top storage space in the shop. The unoccupied 10 acres next door, and the wicker couch on the porch. Sometimes he would burrow into the oregano bush and vines in the herb garden as if he was a tiger hiding in the jungle.

Moses walking the pool edge- so daring

No one in my family is very interested in cats. Some even dislike them.This made Moses all mine. All the cats I had before were all mine. No one seems to understand the companionship of a cat. Nor do they empathize with one that does. Moses was a friend to me. Searched me out if he heard me call, usually. Brought me gifts of dead things and sometimes live things, for no reason at all. He would sit with me content to be just sitting with me, not asking for anything. I liked Moses. I loved Moses. And I think he liked me, just the way I am.

This is an ode to a companion,friend, pal, amigo,bud, never just a cat to me.

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God is Abnormal

The newest term used during this time of turmoil, is the ‘New Normal’, and getting back to it. Which does not make sense, we can’t get back to something new. It is just another way to daze and confuse in the midst of this chaos.


adj.1. conforming to the standard or the common type; usual; regular; natural.2. serving to fix a standard.3. of natural occurrence.4. approximately average in any psychological trait, as intelligence, personality, or emotional adjustment.5. free from any mental disorder; sane.6. free from disease or malformation.7.a. being at right angles, as a line; perpendicular.b. of the nature of or pertaining to a mathematical normal.8.a. (of a solution) containing one equivalent weight of the constituent in question in one liter of solution.b. pertaining to an aliphatic hydrocarbon having a straight unbranched carbon chain, each carbon atom of whichis joined to no more than two other carbon atoms.n.9. the normal form or state; the average or mean.10. the standard or common type.11.a. a perpendicular line or plane, esp. one perpendicular to a tangent line of a curve, or a tangent plane of asurface, at the point of contact.b. the portion of this perpendicular line included between its point of contact with the curve and the x-axis.

Conforming to the standard. Usual. Regular. Fix a standard. Natural Occurrence (like sickness and death and the world continues to operate). Average intelligence, mentality. No disease. No malformation. … Then the rest is about math and science, and above my average intelligence. Looking at the definition, normal can not be attained, new or old. We have never been normal and never will be.

So what is it we want? What is our goal? To go back? To to be doing what we were doing before we first heard about the Wuhan flu, that morphed to Covid 19, to conform to political correctness. We will never go back. Cant, won’t happen, nothing will be as it was. . Yesterday is gone. January 1, 2020 is gone. July 4, 1962 is gone, October 29,1929 is gone. December 29, 1845 ,gone. October 1, 1949, gone. April 3, 33 is gone. Gone, but not forgotten. Gone, but not wasted. Gone, but the decisions made, the actions taken, those days past, impact today and tomorrow, eternity.

Jesus said to him, “No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.” Luke 9:62 ESv

We can only go forward.

“Remember not the former things,nor consider the things of old.19 Behold, I am doing a new thing;now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? Isaiah 43:18–19

Wake up every day and know there is potential for better. For surviving it, or not. For making good or evil. For knowing there will be trouble. Knowing something not ‘normal’ will definitely happen during the day, for everyone everywhere. Be it a hiccup or a missile coming through the roof.

John 16:33b In the world you will have  tribulation. But  take heartI have overcome the world.”

THIS is what we must understand there is always trials and strife we must endure. Troubles are different for every person. For some it can be encountering a cobra on the path as they walk 3 miles to get their water for the day. For others it is the nurse not being able to find a vein on dialysis day. Some it is the baby teething and not taking a nap and needing to get dinner ready for guests. A few are waking up every morning knowing they are not welcome in the life of someone they love dearly. Today, where I am, thousands of people work in an industry dependent on oil, and the barrel price just dropped into the negative value. Recovering from a virus is much more sure than having a job around here. We don’t know what tomorrow will bring. How much worse will it be?

Matthew 6:34 (ESV)“Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.

We are in uncertain times. The truth is man always has been. We don’t know what tomorrow brings, ever. We don’t control tomorrow, we don’t control the next second. The frustration and fear comes from our not realizing that. We thought we had everything in control, then; we couldn’t go to work, because someone in China got the flu. An electric wire sparked in the attic. Someone assumed the worst of you. Your child choked. You didn’t see that car coming. You heard the wail of the tornado siren. The levee broke. Your husband didn’t come home one night. You started cramping in the 4th month. There is a run on the bank.You find a lump. A missile is sent in the sky. It rains 40 days and nights. The earth opens. Planes crash into buildings. Drought kills the crops. You are taken into captivity. Your child is diagnosed with lifelong illness. Your innocent friend arrested and crucified. All times are uncertain, all the time.

So what do we do? We look at the one and only who is in control. God. We know that whatever happens, in this fallen world, we will come out of it with God. Maybe literally we will be WITH God in our next moment and out of this world. Or we will come out of this trial strengthened and renewed. Whatever it is, He IS in Control.

Joshua 1:9 (ESV)Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”

Romans 8:18 (ESV)For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.

Habakuk 319  God, the Lord, is my strength;See 2 Sam. 2:18 he makes my feet like the deer’s;he makes me Amos 4:13; Mic. 1:3 tread on my Deut. 32:13; 33:29 high places.

James 1:12 Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him

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So Help You God

Do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?

We hear this on television, or used to, when they depict the courtroom testimony. When asking someone to testify and respond to questioning that will lead to a verdict on an accused. Guilty or Not Guilty. Consequences for the life of someone determined by others speaking the truth. By others swearing, to God, they will tell the truth.

Does placing ones hand on the Bible and saying ‘Yes, by God, I will tell the truth” guarantee the words coming out will definitely be the truth and nothing but the truth? Will those that hear know for certain all spoken after this swearing hear the truth? If the sworn in speaks a lie with they spontaneously combust? No. The hearer has to still have discernment, and wisdom to hear and understand what the truth is. The one under oath many times has to separate themselves and their opinion and prejudice in order to tell ALL truth, this is hard to do, because we are selfish and prideful. We all have our own version of ‘the truth’ dependent on where we are ‘standing in the room’.

Yellow Balloons, a blog by Tim Dunn had a post Tune Our Hearts it speaks of how we manipulate the truth, keeping us out of tune.

A manipulated truth is a lie. Sometimes it is a purposeful lie. We make false statements knowing full well it is not the truth. Sometimes a lie is interlaced with truth, “Sorry I am late I had ‘this’ come up at work. ” ‘This’ being true, but it came up an hour before and you stayed to chat with a friend, or dropped by the bar. Or ‘This’ could have been put aside you just chose to stay late because you didn’t want to rush home…. All still a lie, you use to avoid rejection, judgement, disapproval.

Some lies are to ourselves The excuses we make to ourselves for not accomplishing or succeeding or our failures; not educated, came from broken family, ethnic background, bad genes, wrong or colored rainbow or # combo from latest personality test. It is interesting that we don’t lie positively to ourselves.

Some lies are thrust upon us. Some will make us a lie. Some will manipulate circumstances and their perceptions of actions and words and will build a lie and present it as truth. Some know they themselves are lying. Some though have not used discernment and wisdom and knowledge and believe their perception of deception to be true. People with let their prejudice, their own insecurities, they opinions, their ignorance define circumstances and people. The Press and Democrats and anti Trumpers do this to President Trump. CPS does this to families/parents. We do it to the other kid, when our good child does wrong in their company.

The movie Trial By Fire is of Cameron Todd Willingham, who was convicted and executed for the murder of his three daughters. A crime he did NOT commit. But most believed that he did, even though they heard the truth uttered from his sworn in mouth. Lies were believed because it was easier. It is easier to blame the uneducated, mullet wearing, morally unfit, too- young- to- be- daddy, guy with a record, than to let those babies burn to death by an accidental fire that God allowed. It is easier to stand on the side of the upstanding suit wearing prosecutor, Honorable Judge, expert investigator, and other jurors , than to consider someone of such low standing in society could be more truth filled.

Parents lose their right to be parents to their children for our being out of tune to the truth. The family court hears manipulated truth, pure lies presented by CPS and their experts they pay to lie. The parents are made a lie. The lie is believed all is ‘in the best interest of the child’. When none is in the best interest of the child. Prejudice, opinions, misconceptions build lies that rip through the truth and destroy lives.

Jesus Christ was crucified by lies. He spoke the truth and only the truth. He IS Truth. Those that wanted Jesus out, manipulated truths into their own lies to preserve themselves. His truth was exposing the lies they were living, to themselves. He still does this today. The irony is, God used the deception, created by, the great deceiver Satan, the Prince of lies, to condemn Jesus, his only begotten Son. Jesus physically died on the cross, because of lies told of him, to cover the lies told by us, and to forever destroy the creator of lies.

That is the Truth. No sweeter a sound, than ‘Jesus’.

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Free From Fear is Liberty for All

Today I received an email from my son. My son received his inspiration, to share with, hopefully, the nation, from God.

This is born from the response of our government to the coronavirus. This response, reaction was/is meant to ease fears. It is not. It is creating more. Out of the generated fear, we the people are losing our God given freedom. The infection is not the virus, it is fear.

God given words for us all:

Freedom and self-governance have been a beacon for the United States for over two centuries. The idea that people can govern themselves based on inalienable rights of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, form and shaped this nation and emboldened the world to do the same. The principles of a free governing society are based on biblical context that these rights, rights of freedom, are endowed by our Creator, the one true God.

Adversity is not new to this freedom seeking nation. From the onset, in the forming of the constitution, many men debated the limits of our government and the morality of a people to manage that government. Freedom prevailed. From the banks of the Delaware, Washington led a brigade of hungry and cold rebels in an ambush attack against the tyrants on Christmas day. Freedom prevailed. From the battlefield of Gettysburg, drenched in the blood of 50,000 men, fighting and dying for those that could not. Freedom prevailed. From the shores of France to the ashes of Iwo Jima. From the Jungles of Vietnam to the deserts of Iraq. Freedom prevailed.

Let us, as a people concerned with the freedoms entrusted to us by a benevolent God, not forget the freedoms that have been secured so sacrificially by generations before. Let us not so easily comply with fear to reduce this freedom to a hope of survival. Let us be mindful that the fear of the founders was a government that could control lives. I debate who is our greater enemy, the unseen jackal that causes sickness for a time, or the enemy that fights within us to so easily give up freedoms in exchange for a false sense of security. In the words of Patrick Henry, “Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston!” The difference in our time, in place of a tyrannical government forcing us into those chains, it would be our own apathy that gladly accepts them.

Lee Petty, RLA

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Hysteria is a Killer

Within a few weeks life as we know it has completely changed here in the US. Most of the world has changed. All for the Chinese virus, coronavirus, COVID-19. Or, is this change actually from the panic and fear that the media and some of the leaders and powers that be, have infected us with? 

The virus, I can only assume, by what I am being told by the media and those repeating what they have heard, is highly contagious and can cause some major medical, and possibly death for some. I don’t know anyone who has been diagnosed with this virus. Though,I may have had this virus a couple of months ago, as did a few others I know. I had a cough. I was wheezie, to the point that I borrowed my sons inhaler. Never again! I had fever a couple of times. This lasted about 5 days in different degrees.  Always feeling well in the AM and then declining in the PM, I thought it was allergies, until I didn’t. 

I do know that media has presented this virus as the bubonic plague. Media has spread fear and panic by leading stories with how many have died from cornovirus, without presenting how many are living having had the virus. No one is presenting the real numbers of population vs infected. No one is telling that the stats are askew, because so many may have had this virus, like myself, months ago and it came and went like any cold does.  It is not being told that the majority of those dying are older and would have died if they had had a cold, the flu, the Chinese flu, or a stomach bug. There are also those of us with auto immune diseases , RA, Celiac, Lupus, Diabetes, Thyroid disease… or compromised immunities from Cancer treatment and such, we are susceptible to catching this thing and having a hard time with it. No one is reporting that the strong and healthy are either not getting sick or are mildly ill with this. No one is speaking of the countries (South Africa, Uganda, ) who regularly take malaria medications, are not being infected by this virus.  

Fear and panic is what is shutting down retail businesses and hotels. Fear and panic has closed schools, canceled plays, and sporting events, and tests, and graduations. Fear and panic has emptied the shelves of toilet paper. Fear and panic has closed theaters. Fear and panic has closed the doors of churches. Fear and panic has my husband and all his coworkers sitting at home having online meetings for 2 weeks. Fear and panic lost my son his job

No person collapsed from the coronavirus in any public place and was wheeled out by people in hazmat suits. I have seen a person describing the feeling of drowning, from the pneumonia. Frightening. This man also described being healed completely with the hydoroc. Within 24 hours of taking it. Another described her symptoms the same as what I myself went through  felt badly for a couple of nights when I had fever, and the cough was irritating, but the ‘regular’ flu was much worse. 

The damages and hurt I have seen is from the fear and panic. The hysteria. I have seen the repercussions of the fear and panic with my son being laid off. I heard the pain in his bosses voice as she described her paycut and the worry for all those hourly coworkers who were laid off. I know of others who are closing their business doors, wondering if they can open them again. Those that had their retirement in stocks that the bottom dropped out of, are in fear of never recovering. Will the banks be lenient with the mortgage and car payment? I have seen the panic in the grocery store as people stared at empty shelves.“WE should have stocked up. Does someone know something we don’t know? Why are all the beans and toilet paper gone? “ 

I have heard the disappointment in my granddaughters voice when she told of the play that was canceled in 4 weeks, that was to star in. The seniors in high schools all over the nation have been dreaming and working towards the day of walking across that stage. That is a memory that will never be had for them or their parents. The disappointment and sadness for those who burying their loved ones, alone, for the fear. Wedding ceremonies canceled. Looking at that new grandchild through the nursery windows. All lost, because of fear and panic. 

There is really nothing to fear, but fear itself. God tells us Fear Not and Be Not Afraid  at least 365 times directly. And then more than that subtly. This world is fallen, we will get sick. We will die. Dying is part of life. We have to die from this world to get to the next. Not knowing what the next is is where this fear is generated, by Satan. To know that after this world we step into the perfect presence of God removes all fear. Satan does not want you to have that assurance. 

So, If you are sick, stay home.  If you are susceptible to infections, do what you have been doing stay out of crowds. When you are out in the world, don’t touch everything, wash your hands, be aware of spreading germs and picking them up. Go to work. Go to school. Go to exercise class.Go camping. Go with your spouse on a hotel getaway. Go to church. Go to God and get right with Him. 

It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed. Deuteronomy:8

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I am here, I am here, I am here

Just as the cry of The Who’s in Whoville, “We are here. We ARE here. We are HERE.” I say as small and insignificant I may be, I AM HERE. 

My blog input has not shown this of late though.  I have three blogs I don’t input into regularly, thus making each most neglected,, and this one, Im not so Petty (

Life has taken priority, as well as my lack of prioritizing. Then it is just hard to make myself sit down and blog, to a world that really does not pay attention.  Then to chose which blog to enter my thoughts into, to be ignored, adds more to my doing less.

A few days ago, I  caused a car accident. I totaled my car and involved two other vehicles. Also I concussed my brain a bit, whiplashed my neck, swelled up a few bursa’s, and now suffer from seatbelt syndrome. All of this, and  the ticket states it was a ‘Minor’ accident.  It all seems pretty major to me.

I lost my favorite car of all time. My brain is stupid right now, searching for words and mixing up reality,TV and dreams on a regular basis.  My back, gut, knee, hip and head all ache majorly. The cost of this mistake of mine is major- my car, is gone and won’t be replaced, it was older and not worth the full coverage, so no funds coming in to replace it.  $200 for the ticket,  plus $99 to defer it, so it wont go on driving record. My insurance rates will go up, even without the ticket on my record, for repairing 2 other vehicles, and my bit of medical I received. This is all MAJOR, to me. hN37pbTrTyWIDeH670jabQxEvMnib+Rx+MHqnqQCdgWA

I suppose the criteria for Major would be if someone were delivered to the hospital via ambulance or had been killed.  And that, should God have not intervened, could have happened. To me.  If I had been a bit slower, or the truck that hit me a bit faster, the meeting of our vehicles could have caused me quite a bit more damage. Or if the kids in the other vehicle had not been buckled… Thank God this was deemed minor. Because WE are all here.

In Whoville, Jo Jo, the smallest of The Who’s is who eventually saved them all.

 The lad cleared his throat and he shouted out, “YOPP!”

Horton the huge elephant that was seen by all could not convince anyone of the Who’s. All the population of Whoville, minus Jo Jo, could not be heard. Then, the final addition of just the one, to step up ,even when he did not think it would matter. It did.

I, too often, think my efforts to rid the world of gluten are wasted. I base my unpopularity on how much more recognition another ,who hocks gluten free living, has.  I see the power CPS and corrupt courts have, and I question if I can make any impact, in terminating CPS. Then God reminds me… He YOPPS at me. Shows me, when I don’t intend to, I do make an impression. Literally.  Each and everyone of us make an impact. Negative and positive. Sometimes all by ourselves, sometimes we are all that is needed to help the masses to be heard.

My wreck was a negative. I made a mistake. I was ‘heard’ though.  I am significant, to do good and bad.  I need to concentrate on acting and making my presence to be for the good. To YOPP, without wondering if I will be heard. God will use whatever I say and do to his good, even if what I do is wrong. I just have to YOPP, and He will do the rest.

Because, I am here, for a reason, and God knows.






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America Flushes

We all have that friend that asks us to take of our shoes when we come into their home. Or it may be you that asks that of your guests.  If going to a Catholic funeral or wedding, the Protestant will kneel and leave out lines of the Lord’s prayer to respect their fellow catholic. When traveling to Uganda the women refrained from pants wearing, as prostiitues do there, so not to offend those we were ministering with. My brother learned the cultural differences of the Chinese on his business trips so as to show respect. Why does America not expect the same consideration from those coming to America, those who claim they want to be American citizens?

America is a melting pot of every nation in this world. For more than 200 years we have been blending cultural ways, food, celebrations, religion, dress, architecture, traditions. America has evolved into all that is because of all of these different cultures coming together. Horse and buggies, cars, trains, planes. Indoor plumbing, electricity, telephone, internet. Telegraphs to communicating through a watch on your arm. We are always moving forward.

Until now.

If you have been been in public bathrooms, male or female,  in West and South Texas, border towns, border states,  New Mexico, anywhere there is a prolific amount of Mexicans you will find trash cans beside the toilets, or in the stalls. These are filled with feces covered toilet paper, and they reek.

This is a product of political correctness and the open border. Crap.

Did you know Mexicans from Mexico do not flush their paper? Septic, waste disposal, is sub par in Mexico, because it is truly a third world country.  The septics are basically holes in the ground and they don’t want to fill em up with paper,  so they wipe and put the waste paper anywhere but the toilet.  When they come to America they continue their substandard hygeine practices.  They wipe and will not flush the paper. If they have no trash can, they will throw it on the floor.  Brilliant. Who in their right mind would think the alternative, to not having a trash can, would be throw it on the floor, when you could just FLUSH IT, with the rest of the crap?

Businesses with public bathrooms have started providing these trash cans so their employees do not have to clean up the mess at the end of the day. Which is understandable, I suppose. I know when I was a kid working at a pizza joint, I would have had a HUGE problem cleaning up peoples crap paper.

Recently I have been traveling. On trip to Colorado and another to Corpus Christi. Colorado does not have many Mexico Mexicans, so no trash cans next to toilets. Some of the small West Texas and southern New Mexico businesses did, especially those whose patrons are majority Mexican. Most every convenient store on the way to Corpus had the trash cans reeking and holding skid marked paper. GROSS!

These businesses should post (in spanish) that all papers except feminine … should be flushed.  EL FLUSHO CACA PAPER.   Remove the trash cans.  This is truly unsanitary. It is a health hazard. The health department should stop this. Fine the business. They shut em down for having cockroaches and rodents, for the feces they leave. At least make the immigrants flush theirs.

My husband is a manager of a large plant and had to deal with this same issue from workers not born and raised in America. The HR representative was concerned it would offend ‘them’ if a trash can was not provided, because it was their culture to do that.  After much discussion they decided it was actually a health issue for those having to handle the trash. It was hazardous waste.  The employees were told to flush their paper, end of issue.

Culture is what we believe, how we live, what and how we celebrate. It is also, by definition shared attitudes values goals and practices. What one does with their used toilet paper is not cultural. Even if it was, this is America, and we FLUSH.