Friday Five: Cats and Dogs

Here is the prompt from over at Revgals this morning for the Friday Five:

In my experience in the United States, people are either “Dog People” or “Cat People.” As the graph above illustrates, not everyone is limited to those types of animals. So I am wondering about pets and experiences with them.

1. Are you a DOG or a CAT person? Or OTHER?

I am a cat and dog person living in a family of cat people. I want a dog, but nobody else in my family, including the two cats, is supporting me in this venture. So, I am functionally a cat person for the moment.

2. Who were the pets of your childhood and what were they like?

Perry the Poodle and Tippy the mongrel dog of some kind or other were the first pets I remember.

But on my 5th birthday, I got a cat. My own cat. Cleo the blue point Siamese. He was a great cat who liked to sit in the big flower box on the front porch. From that perch, he would greet his fans as they arrived at the house. My mom eventually stopped planting flowers in that box because he’d just sit on them. He died right before my 15th birthday and I was devastated.

3. What pets do you have now?

We have 2 cats, Boo the Cat and El Tigre.

Boo Kitty enjoying a nice autumn day

Boo Kitty enjoying a nice autumn day

Boo the Cat was not a planned pet. I was on a field trip with Alden’s 2nd grade class at a park and Animal Control people were gathering up feral cats. (That was not the point of the field trip, btw). I saw an officer walk by with a little ball of fur with blue Siamese points on his ears and I said, “I’ll take that one, thank you”. He handed me the itty bitty kitten and I put him in my sweatshirt pocket.

I defy you to find a cuter kitten than this one.

I defy you to find a cuter kitten than this one.

After the field trip, I stopped at the vet. Boo (named because it was Halloween when we found him) weighed 8 ounces and the vet guessed he was about 3 weeks old. Way too young to be away from his momma. I fed him baby formula with a syringe and made a litter box out of a disposable pie tin. We put a hot water bottle in a little bed for him if we couldn’t keep him next to our bodies.

He now weighs almost 20 pounds, so he managed to thrive. For a few years, we thought he was part badger or something. He was wild and somewhat violent. But now we suspect he is part sloth since he sleeps all the damn time.

This cat knows how to nap

This cat knows how to nap

El Tigre is a black tuxedo wearing cat Elliott got for Christmas a few years ago. He and I went to the Humane Society to pick out a cat. Tigger was about 4 months old at the time, and was very affectionate and purry. I wanted him to be named Mr Meowgi, but I was outvoted.

Tigger has many opinions, which he shares freely. He is a much smaller cat than Boo, but is more than happy to attack his much larger companion. Their battles are fierce and highly entertaining.

fun with ribbon

fun with ribbon

El Tigre really likes to go outside and then come back inside. And then go back outside. We are looking for someone to be a door opener. Full time job. Apply within.

El Tigre

El Tigre

4. Have you ever had any unusual pets in your household or visit your home?

Hamsters, gold fish, etc. But not so much. My kids would have loved to have pet dinosaurs, but never asked for pet snakes or lizards.

5. What have you learned from your pets? Give one recent example, if possible.

I’ve learned a nap is always a good idea.

BONUS: Pictures or anything else related to animals you love.

sharing the love. (this devolved into violence not long after photo was taken).

sharing the love. (this devolved into violence not long after photo was taken).

Have you seen my cat videos?


Other People’s Answers

Last week, I posted a link to an article on Facebook about the most recent stupid and idiotic comments from Pat Robertson. I always hesitate to give the man any more publicity than he somehow manages to find. But in the end, I think it is important to call him out for the harmful comments he makes, to make it clear to the world (or at least the people I know in it) that he does not speak for God and that, in this at least, he is wrong. Blaming wives for their cheating husbands is irresponsible and harmful. I cannot sit by in silence at comments like his.

One of my high school friends commented on the Facebook article with this:

Marci – I ADORE you!!! Especially that you understand that people like this are the reason people lose their faith. I lost mine long ago but THIS only continues to show me why.

My reply to her was that everyone should lose that kind of faith because his comments were appalling.

Pat Robertson appears to believe in the god in whom I don’t believe. One who is capricious and mean. One who loves just some of his children. One who is bigoted and sexist. Continue reading


Togetherness

A sermon preached on Pentecost at Southminster Presbyterian Church in Boise, Idaho.

May 19, 2013

Acts 2:1-21

Thanks to the efforts of the Worship Committee, we have a full scale Pentecost Birthday party today at church. And it is fitting to celebrate the birthday of the church on Pentecost, as we remember the day the Spirit descended and helped a bunch of disparate Jesus followers coalesce and come together with one purpose—to proclaim the good news of God, regardless of language difficulty, regardless of geographic differences, regardless of political affiliation.
The Spirit brings them together.

With one purpose.

And the church is born.

We celebrate that. We give thanks all these years later, we can mark an anniversary, remember the beginning, when we were united in one purpose to proclaim the good news, and to be witnesses to the end of the earth, even to Boise. Continue reading


Standing in Witness

Pastors are told all the time that we shouldn’t be political, or at least this pastor hears it. It is usually said by people who don’t agree with my politics, because the people who like my political views cheer me on with gusto.

Or it is said by people who believe the church should exist in a different realm, a more heavenly and peaceful realm, than the earthly one we experience every day, where people squabble and fight.

And I believe there are moments when pastors should not be political. When I am in the pulpit, I would never endorse a particular candidate or party. On one level, this is simply because I don’t presume a congregation should all vote the same way, or share my political affiliation. Continue reading


Ascension Deficit Disorder

A sermon preached at Southminster Presbyterian Church in Boise, Idaho

May 12, 2013

Ephesians 1:15-23

Acts 1:1-11

This past Thursday was the day the church celebrates the Ascension, which is the 40th day after Easter, when the church commemorates the Ascension of Christ into Heaven. Since we weren’t together on Thursday, we are looking at the Ascension texts today.

And I know that we live in a world where people don’t get carted off into the clouds. Or at least I don’t live in that world. I have never seen someone ascending to heaven.

But don’t discount these texts because of that fact. The people for whom these texts were written came from a tradition of ascension. Moses ascended Mt Sinai and was gone 40 days, up in the clouds on the mountain, receiving the Law. And Elijah the prophet ascended up into heaven when his time as prophet was over.

While these ascension texts don’t fit into our 21st century world view very well, they fit the 1st century world view just fine. These texts connect Jesus with the traditions of Moses and Elijah, reinforcing his authority and his connection to the traditions of Israel. Continue reading


Prayer for Birth Mothers

(This is a prayer I have written for a Birth Mother’s Celebration in which I will be participating tomorrow. I offer it here. It is for more than Birth Mothers.  Feel free to use, and adapt so it fits your uses.  I would appreciate you directing people back to this post if you use the prayer. Thank you. You can read more of my experience with adoption on this page.)

I offer this prayer in gratitude for my birth mother, Sophia, for my mother, Esther, and for Eric’s mother, Sandy. And of course, with great love for Eric, Alden, and Elliott who made me a mother.

God, you are the God of all of the moments of our lives—our celebrations and our mournings. Today we come to you with both. We thank you this day for birth mothers; for their strength and courage in situations of pain and loss.

We ask for your sheltering presence and healing in their lives, renewing their strength and restoring them to wholeness. Continue reading


The Cry of Tamar

Perhaps you read Elizabeth Smart’s comments on human trafficking recently. As a 14 year old kidnapping victim, she connected her feeling of worthlessness after her abduction and sexual abuse, with an abstinence lecture she had heard. Here’s the quote that is getting all the traction:

“I thought, ‘Oh, my gosh, I’m that chewed up piece of gum, nobody re-chews a piece of gum, you throw it away.’ And that’s how easy it is to feel like you know longer have worth, you know longer have value,” Smart said. “Why would it even be worth screaming out? Why would it even make a difference if you are rescued? Your life still has no value.”

Having been told a woman who has sex before marriage is like a piece of chewed gum, how was Smart supposed to see herself? Continue reading


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