good talk

Every couple years I have 4 Masses apiece said for the repose of the souls of my Grandmother, my father's mother, and my younger brother, Tom. And each time I do this I also have 4 Masses apiece said for maybe 2 others, people who I had known who had died and for whom I had esteem. It could be anybody no matter their race or religion, if any, just people who I had found to be worthy. I've done this for a Filipino, a Black, a Mormon, for Cece leBoef, a longtime Animals Rights Activist in Las Vegas and founder of the Cat Lovers Club, ha,ha, of which I was a member. We'd pay for the neutering and shots of any cat (and dog) and we'd find them wonderful homes if they were homeless. The District Attorney at that time was one of the Trustees, and we got most of our money from Bill Bennett of Circus Circus and other casinos who at that time was worth three-quarters of a billion dollars. As soon as money was donated it was spent. The last cat I brought into the Vet's for the Club was a big long-haired male who belonged to a fat slobby white couple who had an apartment near mine. They used to keep him outside in the dark and cold and I used to feed him. And he was always hungry so they must not have fed him too well, just themselves. I called Cece and said that I was bringing him in and she called the Vet. The cat was happy to be with someone and out of the cold and rode to the Vet with his chin on my left thigh. He was a year and a half old male, the Vet neutered him and gave him his shots and 3 days later he was adopted out. We were very choosy to whom we'd give a cat, it had to be people who would take good care of the cat even if he lived to be 20. Oh, the next morning the slobby woman saw me doing something on my car and came over and asked me with a tone of wonder, "Did you see that cat?" I shook my head no (well, I hadn't seen him that morning). This reveals the question, is Cat-Stealing a Feliny?