Heartbroken P2

So, it's later in the day of my last post, and Blackie is here, and I fed him, and he's rolling around on my cat box when he hears my voice. I CANNOT stand it, what, what what can I do for him except feed him, I can't take 1 more cat, my house is bursting now, I only have little Rose 2 weeks . And Blackie chases all of the other cats, and he's so little I can't believe he can do it, but they run. If only, somehow, above the level of Quantum physics, I could find a miracle, I could find someone who would be willing to open up their home, their barn, to these poor strays and give them shelter and food. I will supply food until my last breath is gone, but I just have no more room for shelter. Blackie's luck will run out, and winter is coming. He needs to be neutered, he needs to be contained, he's going to meet up with a cat who will kick his butt, and there is no one to take care of him when it happens.
I can't stand this, it tortures me. Always.

Facebook 2

This Facebook thing is sort of cool, but it's hard to keep up with it, and I don't know how to do a lot of things. I found my cousin Ray on 2 different people's friend's list, so now he is on mine. But see, this is the thing, no one on my list is really a close friend , God, Scott is in Calif. and I don't even KNOW him, (but he loves Lost and Obama, and that's good enough for me) Anyway, I think I get Facebook now, at least for myself, it's just sort of a superficial thing, and you don't HAVE to post anything personal on there. So, at least for now, I think I'll stay on, it's been fun reading the Stephen King and Dean Koontz book sites.
I am now on the last book of The Dark Tower, I don't want it to end, it is so so so good. Eddie is going to die, and who knows if he will be the only one. After 7 books, I hope I don't hate the ending.
I saw Brownie, the stray cat, and tonight Blackie, the stray cat will be here to eat, and while I can barely deal with this NOW, how much worse will I be when the temperature is 20 degrees, instead of 80 degrees.
My heart is always always broken.

The School is Coming Down

They started to take down the old school building by my house today. The reason why is because it is in such bad shape, and the reason it's in such bad shape is because the politics of this town is in even worse shape, and the guy who owned it apparently had connections and was never made to keep it in code. It became a ruin, and now the Church is ripping it down, to make a freaking parking lot.
But I'm not here to discuss that aspect of it, sad as it is. I'm thinking about all of the stray cats who took refuge in it, poor shelter that it was, it was still something. Soon it will be just an empty lot, and they will have one less place to shelter them during the cruel winter. I've heard that they found a lot of animal bodies in there, and I wasn't surprised. I'm sure that poor ACE was there, and countless others that I didn't know about. Maybe Watermellon too. I wish (a) that I could help all of them who remain and (b) that I could somehow honor their memory, the cats with no names who suffered and died without a tear shed in their memory.

Facebook

Kippie asked me to friend her on Facebook, so I went there today to do it, and now I have a Facebook page. Well, if you want to call it that, as I have no info on it, and Kippie is my only friend!! Well, maybe Scott will be too, even tho at first I could NOT imagine who Scott even was, until I realized he was the guy who writes the Lost blogs which I love so much, and I emailed him a few times. I'm not feeling computer literate today, I couldn't even get this thing to type in green.
Anyway, back to Facebook, I am just too private to post all of this personal stuff online, I have a hard enough time doing this, and I know that no one even sees this stuff.
Maybe I'll get the hang of it at some point....right now I think I'll just go offline and go to the store.