Every late winter/early spring I used to pull the first new grass for my horse as the fresh green blades were so good for helping him to shed his winter coat. Now I pull the grass for my cats. Outdoor cats can nibble on grass whenever the urge strikes them, but since mine are indoor cats, I need to bring the treat to them.
Sammy and Lily are grass fiends. They get so excited when I come inside with a handful, you’d think I was bringing the fanciest of cat foods. They dance and coo, telling me to hurry up and put the grass down.
There are several reasons cats eat grass, and I found this fact on the Animal Planet website. “The juices in grass contain folic acid, a vitamin essential to a cat’s well-being. Folic acid, also present in the mother cat’s milk, aids the production of oxygen in the cat’s bloodstream.”
If you’d like to know more about cats and what plants are okay for them to eat, check out this post from Pretty Litter. I did not know that the houseplant commonly called a spider plant was okay for cats, but now I know why the two I have brought inside for the winter now have most of the ends of the blades gone. 🙂
So, we’re facing the threat of another government shutdown because negotiations over the border wall are falling apart. What is happening here with our government holding the people hostage over this situation is not all that dissimilar to what the Venezuelan president is doing. While thousands of his countrymen are starving, he is refusing to let humanitarian aid cross the border into the country, literally holding the food for his people hostage so he can maintain power.
Why does everything that happens in the world have to come down to who’s got the power and who can keep it at all costs? Millions of people suffer from starvation, torture and are massacred just so those at the top can stay at the top. And most of those people at the top, including our government leaders, have no idea of what it is like to be the common person on a neighborhood street. Even if they were once one of those common people, they have long forgotten, and are willing to put all the everyday folks on the line of this dangerous game of roulette.
My mind simply cannot grasp how people can do this in good conscience, but then, maybe that’s the problem. They have no conscience. At least no one even close to that of the common person on a neighborhood street.
The latest news from PBS Newshour indicates that budget talks are underway again, but there is noting to cheer about yet.
Okay, end of rant. I’m still trying to recover completely from the medical procedure I had last Friday, so this will be a short blog today. Coming up on Wednesday will be another post from humorist Slim Randles. Then on Friday and Sunday, I’ll have two book reviews. Until then, I’ll leave you with this joke from The Laugh Factory:
A magician worked on a cruise ship in the Caribbean. The audience would be different each week, so the magician did the same tricks each week. However, there was a problem, the captain’s parrot saw the shows each week and began to understand how the magician did every trick.
Once the parrot understood, he started shouting out the secrets in the middle of the show, “Look, it’s not the same hat.” “Look, he is hiding the flowers under the table.” “Hey, why are all the cards the Ace of Spades?”
The magician was furious but couldn’t do anything, it was, after all, the captain’s parrot. One day, the ship had an accident and sank. The magician found himself with the parrot, adrift on a piece of wood, in the middle of the ocean. They stared at each other with hatred, but did not utter a word. This went on for a day, then another, and another.
Finally, after a week, the parrot said, “Okay, I give up. Where the heck is the boat?”
That’s all for today. Be safe. Be happy.