Pawsitively Tuesday – Your loves or likes

Do what you love

or at least what you like

fishing is good

as is riding a bike

If you never have fun

All the should, could, woulds

your life they will run

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Pawsitively Tuesday – All God’s Creatures

If cats and pups can cozy up 

Why oh why can’t we

lie down with our “enemy”?

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“Do not exalt yourselves above others, but consider all as your equals, recognizing them as the servants of one God.” Bahai World Faith, Abdu’l-Baha

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“If we go to the fundamental level, we are the same human being. … Seven billion human beings are the same human being.”  Dalai Lama

 

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1 Corinthians 1:10 

“I appeal to you, brothers, by the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that all of you agree, and that there be no divisions among you, but that you be united in the same mind and the same judgment.”

Thanks Dr. Carolyn M.!

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Pawsitively Tuesday – Frankly Freddie: Meowie, Meowy, & Me

Dear Human-beings and other creatures,

Alas and alack

MORE cats are back

and I’m last in the pack

If it weren’t for their claws

I’d give them a wack*

Peggy & judy are undoubtedly trying to appease me (since they didn’t name this blog FREDDIE or EVEN dedicate it to me) by giving me guest posting privileges and as such I’ve been granted the dubious task of introducing Meowie and her body-double.

Meowie

Meowie gets around (not in a salacious sense).  She’s allowed to travel.  However, in an effort to thwart the cataparazzi she often sends a body-double out in public.  

Body Double Meowy:  She’s had plastic surgery to enhance her looks.  Judy Clemmer, sewing-surgeon-to-the-stars gave her a nose job and coiffed her coat to make her look fluffy.  I suspect Judy C. used both Rogaine and hair extensions.

Body Double Meowy

If you spot Meowie’s body double on the prowl or sight-seeing let me know.

*I wouldn’t give anyone a wack, I’m a pacifist, but it was the only thing that rhymed with pack

Frankly,

Freddie Parker Westerfield, SE, SC

Senior Editor and Special Contributor

 

Pawsitively Tuesday – The Catnip Song

This cool cat

she plays one

she plays nip nap

with her thumb

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Meowie in Concert by Peggy

Here a nip 

there a nip

 everywhere a nip nap

Nip nap puddy wack

bring the cat a rat

This ole cat likes to roam

before she comes

strolling home

Read: click here Singing Makes You HAPPY

Pawsitively Tuesday – turning to exercise

Twist and shout

work it all out

Pound the pillows

you’ll lose the kilos

Toss and turn

Calories will burn

Wake up thinner

in time for dinner

Thanks Linda B.!

Pawsitively Tuesday – Buried Alive

When under ground

and no one’s around

it’s very dark before the dawn

or perhaps it’s dawn before the dark?

 It’s sometimes hard to tell

So make sure you’re planted

at just the right depth

and not in some deep well
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My Will Power vs My Won’t Power

I admit it –  My will power is puny.  The more I try to eat healthy foods the more I scarf down sugar laden carbs.  About 3-4 days is my limit for exerting will power.  Finally!  Research has confirmed I’m normal (sort of).

It turns out that everyone has will power, but only a limited amount to use each day. 

Research shows that just the act of resisting temptation wears out will power and we are more likely to lose the ability to discipline ourselves later. This includes not only stopping oneself from dong something unhealthy or unhelpful, but also depletes the ability to concentrate on doing something you want to do.

Rather than depend on will power, it is easier to put ourselves in situations where little or no will power is needed: Easier not to buy ice cream, than to have it at home and not eat it;   Easier to put a loud alarm clock far from bed so you have to get up than to have the snooze button next to the bed that you can tap (over and over) with your eyes shut and your head on the pillow. 

Reference:  Switch, How to change Things When Change is Hard Chip Heath and Dan Heath

Maui’s “Mini-Tail” of Will Power

Scratch by Peggy

by Peggy

There it sat, in the middle of Maui’s path, taunting him with texture. Maui knew his human would be upset if he scratched this BIG, TEMPTING scratching post called couch.  

” Don’t scratch the couch.  Don’t scratch the couch.  Don’t scratch the couch” 

He had lost count of how many times he heard this.  But every time he passed by that couch, his brain remembered how great the rough fabric felt and directed his claws to come out, longing for a manicure. 

Did Maui scratch?  Yup.  Just like humans, the stress of resisting continual temptation wore out his will power.  I can’t blame him.  Maui can’t remove the couch, he can’t go outside where he would be free to scratch whatever and where ever he wanted . . .

. . . unlike me who could throw out all the junk food and not buy anymore . . . if I had the will power . . .