Ten Cats by Graham Harrop for September 20, 2016

I call a mis-trial!

Bribing the witness!

Bev, looks like car pool karaoke!

Night…….Here’s adorable!

Thanks Mary. I tell people I have a ton of friends, they just live all over the country and world!

amethyst52 GoComics PRO Member said, about 8 hours ago

Thank you all for your comforting words, thoughts and prayers. I just put her food and water bowls through the dishwasher and washed her bedding and stuffed moose she used to put her head on while she slept. She was the sweetest thing. She injured her eye when she was a puppy so she was never raced, she was missing a lower incisor and always had a goofy smile on her face. I miss her so much. I know I will see her again someday. Thank you so much for caring. I know I can always count on my Ten Cats friends to understand how much it hurts to lose a loving pet. I will probably never meet any of you but I know I would love you all. XOXOXO Amethyst.-—————————————I think I can speak for the Ten Cats family….we are ALWAYS there for a fellow TCer. No FINER gathering of human beings there ever was!!!!

Hang in there, Amethyst, time will help you to heal (one of my mother’s oft spoken phrases).

@Queen. Hallelujah…the little ‘mouth that squawked’ is now with 4 or 5 other kitties her age. And, so wonderful that the 12 year old boy who adopted her sister is thrilled with her. I am visualizing her sleeping with him…a good report.

Bluebell….come and get it…and then testify.

@beviek…great gif of doberman(?) playing with tiny kitten. Love those gentle pooches.

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Good morning, everybody. Loving all the pics, thanks to all the contributors.

gilda92 – Well, I went to "Understanding Chaos* and commented. You felt sad because nobody commented there but, I didn’t see any comments by you.

Love all the pictures today. I vote Annie ‘Not Guilty’!

amethyst52, oh how I feel for your shock and pain at losing your wonderful dog that way. You just never expect a thing like that to happen! Sending a hug. So sorry for your tragic loss!

I was reading some of the responses to my long story yesterday about being bullied. It is a very lonely feeling when I was one of 9 kids and felt completely alone. I kept my pain inside and never shared it with anyone until many years later when I told one of my sisters. I doubt most of the family knows the entire story.

But the story of Tommy Smith makes me hurt so much for him, too. I was so lost in my own world of pain that I really can’t remember how long he went to our school. I just remember him being there in 6th grade. Every year, the 6th grade class took a weekend camping trip to Wyalusing State Park as their field trip. It was a fairly long drive – must be a couple hours, so we filled the time with car games (I Spy) and singing. A bunch of kids at the back of the bus started singing “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands” and everyone in the bus joined in. After singing the 3 or 4 regular verses, they started singing the names of all the kids in the bus. They started with the kids in the back of the bus and sang each name in turn, going up one aisle of the bus and down the other. Some of the kids ducked down in their seats trying to avoid being seen so we would not sing their names. Of course, there is no hiding on a bus full of kids, so we sang their names anyway. But as we got to Tommy Smith, he sat tall and proud in his seat, waiting for us to sing his name. I did and I saw at least one other girl did, but the kids at the back outsang us as they skipped him and went to the next kid. I will never forget the look on his face when they passed over him. As they got to me, I half expected and even half hoped they’d pass my name too, just to help Tommy feel better, but they sang my name. They even did the teacher chaperones and bus driver. Tommy alone was left out. But as bad as he felt, he sang the song to the end, singing everyone else’s name. That hurt me more than all the hurts inflicted on me over the previous years. I so wanted to stand up and sing his name in a verse whether anyone else joined me or not (and being the person I grew into, I would have done just that and I’d have told them off for being such nasty, insensitive JERKS. But back then, I was too shy. Plus, I was afraid that if I did that, it would put BOTH of us in danger of worse teasing than ever (and not just the Becky and Tommy sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-s-i-n-g kind of teasing, but much worse stuff. And when we got to the park, I wanted to find him and tel him how sorry I was that the kids on the bus hurt him that way. But I never saw him (boys and girls didn’t get together much). But Tommy was probably a very sweet boy. He never did anything to hurt any of us. I have no idea why he was the target of such abuse – not just that day, but every day. All he wanted was a friend. But he had no friends at all. I imagine the day of that bus trip, he cried alone in his bunk at night. I wish I could find a way to tell him how sorry I am what happened, even though it was way back in 1967 0r ‘68. I wonder where he is and what he is doing. I hope he’s happy and having a great life. I prayed for him often after that day, hoping his life would be so wonderful when he grew up that it would put those mean kids to shame.

Sorry this is so long – just wanted to send out good wishes to Tommy (he probably goes by Tom now) in the only way I know how.

“Cats don’t come when they’re called”, and Chesney knows this first hand! :-D

The Bunny wearing bunny slippers is so cute…thanks for posting MCTS.

Todays’ photos were awesome – still laughing at the bunny with bunny slippers!

On the Heber Creeper a few years ago

This is the park where the train turns around

Beautiful scenery, Queen! My cousin’s fosters are just adorable. Most of them purr when you pick them up, and there’s one that will just sit and look up at you and purr…so endearing. But, I’m off back to the UK early tomorrow morning, so I’ll have to bid them farewell. Got to get back to Big Man and Bucky – and Mr Pitt!

Great pictures today. :)