December 2020

How about we ALL create PEACE for a change?

I just have to say this. There is so much controversy and “Conspiracy Theories” about EVERYTHING these days, and thanks to technology like farcecrap and many other platforms, people are sharing their beliefs/opinions, and/or opposing the beliefs/opinions that others express, and it’s a huge CLUSTERFUCK, putting it mildly. Wars, and rumors of Wars, all of the various armies killing generations of innocent people, many soldiers doing so with a malicious and insane evil pride, and many others returning to their homes and families suffering with PTSD, people actually dying of starvation in many parts of the world, pandemics versus plandemics, the apartheid treatment of other people, should I paint my toenails Purple?

Whatever the subject matter, “Do Pinto Beans really cause gas? (asking for a friend)” If you publish ANYTHING, there WILL BE others who don’t agree with you because they believe the exact opposite, and THEY are not afraid to post THEIR opposing views/comments.

“Where’s the proof?” many people write. “Here’s the proof”, someone fires back a salvo. “I don’t believe your documented, written in stone, proof” some else says. Scores of other people get involved in sharing THEIR OWN opinions/beliefs. It’s getting to the point where it’s becoming a joke. Wait for whatever the REAL truth is once it’s irrefutably, undeniably PROVEN!

An example would be a live news conference where the real “perpet-traitors” confess to their involvement in 9-11. Wouldn’t THAT be marvelous.

Personally, I have my own beliefs based on other’s research, and also based on my own life-experiences and research. As an example, I believe that JFK was murdered by a bunch of power-hungry wackos and Oswald was their “Patsy”. I have many more examples of my own beliefs that people have seen me post on farcecrap and on my website, so, I’m NOT going to rewind and play it all back for you.

The analogy would be, for me at least, if some dude suddenly showed up riding a donkey through Jerusalem, and all the religious folks were claiming that the dude is Jesus. Sorry, unless I can poke my finger through the holes in his hands and feet, and he heals my less than 20-20 vision, takes care of the aneurysm behind my right eye, and miraculously heals my heart that has an enlarged aorta, I’m NOT going to be convinced that he’s the “Second Coming” dude that all the religious folks have been waiting for almost 2,000 years.

Forget your “Thoughts & Prayers”. Our world is pretty fucked right now, and the greatest trait that a person can exhibit to others, is OPTIMISM. In addition to optimism, a healthy dose of LOVE & EMPATHY towards others, and conscientiousness would be super-cool.

I’m optimistic that we ARE going to survive as a species, regardless of ALL the conspiracy theories people are constantly arguing about. Be optimistic. Love one another, be kind, actively prove your compassion/empathy and concern for others. How about we ALL create PEACE for a change? We shall see. Period.

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Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

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“I don’t have to hear the entire conversation, do I”?

I think THIS story is funny in a bizarre sort of way.

Tonight, my neighbor Cameron and I were having one of our bi-weekly (sometimes weekly) chats (cannabis involved) and it was a rare one for me. Typically, after a few bong-loads, I get obnoxiously silly. In other words, I entertain mostly myself with the most off-the-wall shit a person could dream up. However, much of the time, really funny shit that could be ALMOST George Carlin-ish funny, yet philosophical in nature, to Robin Williams bat-shit crazy-funny, and everything in between. Much is good, most is obnoxious for people that have known me for a very long time, like my son or daughter, my best friends, etcetera.

Tonight was different though. The subject matter that Cameron initially introduced became a focused discussion for the hour or so that we sat on his roof-deck of his 40-foot Custom-Bus/Coach parked about 30 feet from the high-tide mark on the beach, of the southern side the of Molokai’ facing the Pacific Ocean.

Cameron and I spent the hour discussing the virtues of “Cement” construction and all other materials such as metal/steel, wood, etcetera. The fact is, a home made from poured cement will last longer than the Pyramids of Egypt. Cameron and Michelle have been living in their million-dollar Class “C” Motorhome for two months now, and I have flown in from Nevada once before in the very beginning of construction of their dream home (made from CEMENT).

Cameron had seen concrete construction in Baja, where he and I first met three years ago when we were neighbors. The fact is, that Mexicans build most houses and every other type of use/building out of concrete blocks and/or poured CEMENT. The least expensive is the Cinder-Block, (cement blocks) construction with perhaps if they can afford it, an inch or so layer of cement troweled on the exterior walls, and the interior walls as well. Tilt-Ups as they are called take a lot more skill and finesse to do properly, and therefore are a little more expensive and a little rarer than the cinder-block construction.

Three months ago, Cameron and Michelle had visited me at my castle-like home in the Nevada desert that was built entirely out of CEMENT. “I nailed it didn’t I Cameron. I told you that I was going to come in to a pretty large sum of money, and it wasn’t the Lotto. One of my oil paintings just sold at auction for 3-1/2 Million dollars last week. I’ve sold 7 others since I started painting again. I’m tickled-pink that you two love my castle, and how it was built entirely out of CEMENT”.

I digress. Cameron and Michelle are building their dream-home on their 10-acre beach-front property on the southern side of Molokai’, facing the Pacific Ocean, and they’re building it out of……wait for it…….CEMENT! And I’m advising them on the design aspect, you know, where to put that custom-built curved, Men’s Latrine off the Game Room (my design idea), and how to build a curved wall out of CEMENT.

So, anyway, after an hour of really serious but Cannabis-Inspired discussion, I went back to my Casita here in Baja (yes, my CEMENT Castle in Nevada and Cameron and Michelle’s CEMENT Dream Home wherever they decide to build it is three years from now). Once inside and sitting in my office chair, I called my son as he had texted me twenty minutes earlier that he was ready for my phone call (he was on a storyboarding job today (Sunday). I called him, and we discussed, the subject matter that I had been saving for a day which has absolutely nothing to do with this essay/story tonight.

After about five minutes, I was concluding our call by briefly explaining to my son how although normally to him, I get obnoxiously silly, Cameron and I had a fantastic discussion about CEMENT construction for building a home (even boats/ships are made from cement, they’re called “Ferro Cement” boats).

And as I got about 10 minutes into an almost word-for-word discourse of my entire hour-long discussion/session tonight with Cameron, (it would have been an additional fifty minutes on the phone with my son had I continued with my almost uncanny word-for word rewound and repeat,and he hadn’t of stopped me)…..what should have been just a brief sentence or two telephone conversation concluding/ending thought, my son interrupted me, politely, and said, “I don’t have to hear the entire conversation, do I”? “I WAS stoned, funny how that works” I said. We both laughed and we said good night and hung up.

I think it is so funny that tonight the conversation was serious, and not George Carlin philosophically funny, or Robin Williams bat-shit crazy-funny, it was serious (Cannabis was used solely for medicinal value in that it DOES inspire intellectual thoughts and discussions like the one Cameron and I had tonight, about CEMENT construction versus everything else regardless of the environmental location/conditions).

I believe the aforementioned “Story” could be real someday, that CEMENT Castle, Cameron and Michelle’s CEMENT house, somewhere, who knows. I used Molokai’ just for the intrigue in my writing style, making readers think that it was past or present tense, but very well could be future tense/sense.

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Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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I see that train acomin’, it’s comin’ round the bend….

I see that train acomin’, it’s comin’ round the bend….I’ve got a new story to tell you, where do I begin?….

Where do I begin. It all started when the USA bombed Tehran and began what became a feeble and disastrous invasion of Iran. Zebrael got involved when the mossad detonated a small tactical nuke in an area near Shiraz that supposedly housed a nuclear research facility.

Escalating quickly, this new war suddenly ended just as quickly as it began, with a large nuke turning Tel Aviv into a new portion of the Eastern Mediterranean Sea. Some say it was the Russians, some say it was Iran, some thought perhaps it was Pakistan or some other power friendly to Iran. No one really knew for sure except whoever it was, that nuking which wiped out the zebraists brought everything to a screeching halt. What was left of the zebraists were quickly rounded up by the people.

At the same time that all this shit was happening in the Middle East, the people of America had FINALLY taken action. Tired of decades and decades of deception and war, the American people did something about it. Not just the Patriots, and the armed militias, but the average citizens were finally fed up with the way their political leaders had been governing the USA. The Sheeple finally understood what had been going on, and who was responsible, and joined in what became the vast majority of awakened folks that took control and took back the power of governance away from the corrupt asswipe puppets in Washington D. C. who had driven us to the brink.

It all happened so quickly. New governments were established all over the world, replacing those that had previously been puppets for the zebraists/elite/cabal. Almost overnight, western countries/governments were changing out their political systems and methods of governance. In Great Britain, the “Royals” were arrested and tried for crimes against humanity. This same “Changing of the Guard” was happening in Germany, France, Australia, and other western nations. The United States led the way in disposing of the “Old” and bringing in the “New” systems of true “Governance by the People, for the People”. It was not a lengthy process. All of this change for the good of mankind took six months for the complete transformation to take place.

During this six-month period of change/reformation which would be called “The Great Reformation of 2022”, there were many people arrested, tried and convicted of “Crimes Against Humanity”. Politicians, billionaires like Gates, people in the military/industrial companies, leaders in the various media companies as well as other industries like the pharmaceutical companies were arrested.

“We, the People”, had had enough, and we finally organized, synergized our efforts, and removed the cancer that had been destroying us from within. With Tel Aviv now just a spot in the eastern part of Mediterranean Sea, and zebrael and the zebraists just a new chapter in our history books, changes that were once only dreams quickly became realities.

What was the military folks doing you might ask? The irony of all ironies is that beginning with the U. S. military, they quickly understood that their function was now obsolete, and that they were no longer needed to “Defend” the Constitution of the United States of America, that their focus on never-ending wars was a foot-note in the history books. Instead of war, we now had peace, instead of prosecuting these never-ending wars, they now had converted their previous abilities of killing people into saving lives instead. Tens of thousands of young people now joined the “Peace Force”, building infrastructure in third-world countries, repairing/rebuilding our own, responding to natural disasters like the major disaster in South America when a large asteroid hit Buenos Aries.

For the first time in our history as a species we were at peace. Instead of using our resources for wars like we had been for centuries, the human race began solving age-old problems like ending famines, housing the homeless, finding cures for diseases like cancer, continuing the process of making life better for every human being on the planet.

Within a year, the new leadership that had taken control throughout the world participated in forming a “World Council”. This council or cabinet of 12 people-appointed leaders eliminated borders, declaring everyone to be a “Citizen of Planet Earth”.

Instead of the “New World Order” that the elite/cabal had spent lifetimes planning for, we are now well established in the “Aquarian New Age Order”, something that I had dreamt and written about for years, but never thought that I would live long enough to see. As I finish this new essay with my Grandson playing outside with Shelton, I truly am thankful for living long enough to be a part of this monumental change for our species.

Do you, as a reader of this essay think it’s crazy to believe what you just read? Is it crazy to be an optimist, to believe that WE CAN as a species, evolve ourselves into PEACE? If you believe as I do, then stop talking about it, let’s DO something about it. Of course I don’t want to see Tel Aviv become part of the Mediterranean Sea if we as a species, can prevent that from happening. I do expect to see dramatic shit happening at some point, shit that MAY kill a lot of innocent people. I say let’s prevent, circumvent, the bad shit, and collectively as a species, make the changes required in a peaceful manner. But Tom,how do we do that? We can start by ORGANIZING all the “Single Flies, Farting in the WInd”, and then building upon that with SYNERGY, and using that synergy to change the world. If this make sense to you, let’s talk.

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Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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This short essay is for my son, Tommy (and Ralf the Mouse)

Story image is for a Lexus commercial.

My next-door neighbor Cameron and I were enjoying the evening, with the great weather, calm starry night sky, and four pipe-loads of really good home-grown Mexican Weed, and I somehow got on the story of when my son Tommy had just turned 14, and he became the youngest comic book artist to be interviewed by Marvel Comics. That was after getting a private tour of Marvel Comics by the Owner/CEO at that time, whose name escapes me right now but I will Google it and find out the dudes name and edit it in later.

Yes, my son’s “Action-Hero / Monsters from Outer Space” art was, at 14 years old (really 13 years, 6 weeks old), PROFESSIONAL! Over all those early years as parents, we both encouraged Tommy with his desire to be an artist, whether it be an “Action-Hero” artist for Marvel Comics, a Graphic Artist in the advertising fields, OR, and you notice, it’s a BIG OR, or, Tommy introduces as his first goal to introduce RALF THE MOUSE.

There was MIGHTY MOUSE and there was MICKEY MOUSE, and now there’s RALF THE MOUSE! Tonight, while chatting with Cameron, I came upon the realization that I have been encouraging my son to keep working and perfecting RALF THE MOUSE for over twenty-five years or so.

About a year-and-a-half ago my son and I were talking, and as best as I can recollect, I said to him, “Ralf, is going to be huge Tommy. Even though you are enjoying the success of being a popular Storyboard Artist, Ralf is going to be what I have been saying all along, that your major success will be in getting RALF THE MOUSE on the Big Screen in an animated cartoon produced by a major studio like Disney.

That was a year-and-a-half ago when I said that within the next two to three years it’s going to happen. Today, that means within this next year, 2021.

How? I even have that answer, although I swear I’m not an oracle or prophet. First let’s think about the potential contacts he has via his Storyboard career, Secondly, it’s much easier to reach mass audiences first through YouTube and similar platforms. It will be ironic when Tommy’s character RALF THE MOUSE is picked up by Disney, and Ralf becomes a sensation, drawing millions of people to watch Ralf and his forgivable shenanigans and acts of good will and mercy. There will be at least three other mice besides Ralf, that get merchandized in the form of every “Action Figure” type of toy or stuffed character.

This is what I envisioned tonight with my brain activated and inspired partially by great cannabis. Watch for, keep on the look-out for RALF THE MOUSE! COMING SOON TO A THEATRE NEAR YOU!

For those of you out of the thousands that enjoy my writing and keep coming back to my website….that’s 60% of you, and for those that are visiting my website for the first time…..that’s 40% of you….Should you just happen to have a friend who has a cousin, who’s uncle has a brother, that works for Disney, perhaps at an executive-level position, and you feel inspired enough by this story about RALF THE MOUSE, that you will not just give your friend a call, you will be in on a few other calls that leads you to a conference call with the CEO of Disney. I can just hear an attorney/counselor to “Chuck (fictitious CEO), saying, You have to see this dudes RALF THE MOUSE character, and see the storyboards and the short B & W video that he’s provided. We are talking major cha-ching here. Forget the action-hero bullshit. First there was Mickey, than along came Mighty, then…..(wait for it)….RALF THE MOUSE”.

Don’t be a Turd, spread the word! There’s a new Mouse in town and his name is RALF!

Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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“Let’s wrap all the Conspiracy Theories up in one big bundle for the Holiday Season”

Here’s a “Conspiracy Theory” for you. Why is it that a majority of the world’s political leaders all the way down to the state Governor level and in large cities, the Mayoral level, are so much in lock-step with this COVID19 bullshit, which was/is a planned and simultaneously carried out event that has taken place, and why are they also in lock-step with the “New World Order” and the “Great Reset” as well?

Let’s think about this for a minute. If all the various conspiracy theories are related, interconnected, like the New World Order agenda (one common government body, financial/currency and a religion of some kind), “Eugenics” (the culling/elimination of several billion people), and an obedient people that is left over to be slaves to their masters, there has to be some type of motivation involved.

Here’s what I think that motivation is. Imagine if you were someone at a high level in politics and in industry. You have dutifully been attending annual meetings like the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland, the Bilderberg Group, Bohemian Grove, and the the Illuminati just to name a few.

You know what the plan is based on, in some cases, decades of careful preparation and planning. You are a Governor of a state, (pick any), and besides having risen to the top like the cream in milk, you are very wealthy as well. You have been raised in a part of society that looks down on the rest of humanity because after all, you ARE special, you are better than the common folks, right?

You are naturally motivated to be a part of this entire plan, the “Great Reset and NWO”. You as a Governor, Senator, President of a country, know that when all is said and done, and the primary goals of the Elite/Cabal are achieved, YOU, will be part of that ruling class of a new type of societal structure that is well taken care of. You also know that your future generations of your immediate family will be “In Like Flynn” as well.

It’s not about money so much as it is about power. Our financial systems that all our economies are based on today are antiquated compared to what the Elite/Cabal has designed for you. Why do you think there is a plan to “Chip” every human on the planet? You have seen the evidence of their plan. Without the “Chip” (which will eventually evolve from that tiny thing surgically implanted somewhere in your body, to a device that will be injected into your blood stream, perhaps altering the structure of your DNA?

Without the device, whatever it ultimately ends up being, a person will not be able to buy food, shelter, fuel, anything. Some folks equate it to the “Mark of the Beast”, I just say it’s the ultimate desire of the Elite/Cabal to wield ultimate power and authority over all of mankind, (a New World Order kind of thing). A “Chip” or whatever, is designed for control, and the Elite/Cabal’s intent is to control the human race, that is, those who are still alive.

Back to the “Motivation” part of this theory of mine. Something has been going on for a very long time prior to this current situation that as a species, we find ourselves in. The “Lock-Step” compliance, and it happening all over the world simultaneously, is too great a coincidence to have happened based on a “Plandemic” that didn’t happen or turn out to be a much of a killer as it was intended to be. The numbers world-wide show a 99.99% recovery/survival rate and the folks that ARE dying are those with weakened/compromised immune systems like the elderly or those with underlying medical conditions.

Although their Plandemic fizzled out, it amazingly is still pushed on the masses by the various governments involved and the Main Stream Media (MSM). The numbers in my opinion are false, witness the sarcasm going around, “Hey, I know a guy whose Uncle was eaten by an Alligator (partially), and the hospital that took care of sewing his remains back together listed COVID-19 as the official cause of death”. “Yummy, yummy, Uncle Joey for the Tummy”.

If you were, let’s say, President of one of the top western nations, and you already had obtained wealth at some level, and had risen to the top of the power structure politically thereby wielding great power over your country and it’s people, and the Puppet Masters said, “Look, you either go along with this plan that has been decades in the making, and once our New World Order is firmly established, we will continue to allow you to wield great power because you will be appointed to the “Great Council of Leadership”, you know, that twenty-member council that will oversee the world for us, (and do our bidding as we dictate it to you)”……OR…..”WE WILL KILL YOU AND YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY (and make it look like an accident)”. Simple. Promise of continuing/more power, or threat of death, what would you choose?

The truly wealthy, those with billions of dollars and also those farther down the Totem Pole with hundreds of millions, are not concerned about how they continue to increase their wealth (their portfolios), they already have all the mechanisms in place to assure that their wealth continues to grow. What they want most of all is to remain in power over whatever their own little sphere of influence happens to be, and the choice between living and dying is obvious, they choose to fall into lock-step along with their peers. Money, they have already, to remain in the NEW WORLD ORDER with the same amount of power and influence and the promise of more of that power and influence is about as greedy as one can get.

Here’s a few MEMES associated with this essay:

For discussion sake, imagine what percentage of the top ten billionaires, correction, top FIVE billionaires wealth could end world hunger and other atrocities that plague mankind, 2%? Perhaps 1%? And yet when these folks sit there at their annual meetings and forums discussing and planning THEIR future, is that option ever discussed? I don’t think so. Their wealth in most cases is tied to their stock portfolios which their paid professional investment advisors dutifully have invested heavily in guess what? Companies like Raytheon, Boeing, Lockheed Martin, BAE Systems, Northrop Grumman, General Dynamics, just to name a few, i.e., the “MILITARY/INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX.

Exactly what is discussed at these annual gatherings of the most powerful people on the planet? I can just see it. One dude raises his hand and says, “HEY! I know. What if we end all wars and world hunger?, and someone else says, “STFU! The more that die the better. We need to rid ourselves of all the dispicables. My portfolio increased by 35% just this year alone!”. These people are not concerned about a few million deaths. Sure, they DO discuss humanitarian, environmental, and other issues that ARE important, but they ALSO discuss and plan what’s best for THEM, not us. They have been ramping up on this NWO and Global Reset for at least a decade now, and like a snowball rolling downhill, their overall plans have been accelerating and increasing in momentum. Back to “Chipping” every living human being on the planet. POWER! CONTROL!

Everything else, like the social injustice movements like BLM (Black Lives Matter) are inconsequential to the Elite/Cabal’s BIG picture. The Elite/Cabal could give a flying fuck about ALL the societal issues, in fact, much of it is funded in part by the extremely wealthy as part of their plans. Pretty smart on their part to have the masses at odds with each other all the time over something like, let’s say, electing a POTUS, or finding justice for some poor souls who were gunned down by inadequately trained police.

Other related essays:

Facebook’s Digital Currency, LIBRA

And…..

“Tell me again, who are these people called Sheeple?”

But WAIT! There’s MORE!

“Coronavirus & Global Lockdown” ~ LIVE ROUND TABLE

No matter what side of the fence you are on, for sure we are entering an era that will either put many of us in the so-called conspiratorial FEMA Camps for “Re-Indoctrination”, or we will be culled (killed off) by the next great pandemic, or something else. Do your own research, and by doing that, “FOLLOW THE MONEY”. Research the Army’s Biological Warfare Research Center (that was) in Fort Detrick, Maryland. Research who’s money funded the further research and development at the laboratory in Wuhan, China. Research what you will, and WAKE UP to what is going on. Then join in making real plans to survive what inevitably is coming.

And now, to conclude this essay, In offer a little humor/sarcasm:

Age of Awareness (Aquarius?)

Postscript: One last MEME created the following day that’s appropriate to this essay

Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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2,500-pound Bull versus Doggie Poop?

Okay, I admit, and I’m proud to say, that I’m the “Official” Dog-Poop-Picker-Upper-Dude where I’m currently living, long story. Kind of a “George Carlin-ish, Saturday Night Live Skit” inspired by a little Cannabis, that could be a short video or animated cartoon. It’s about dog-poop, so if you’re a little squeamish or easily get offended by words like “Poop” “Crap” or “Shit”. This story is really not for you so don’t read any further.

Where I have been living for almost eight months here in beautiful Baja, Mexico, is normally home for three dogs, Dagwood, Louie, and Shelton….and sometimes more dogs, depending on whether there are Airbnb guests staying in the other two Casas that Arthur and Molly own.

When I first began babysitting my wonderful friend and companion Shelton, a West Highland Terrier, Arthur mentioned that HIS two dogs, Dagwood and Louie, were trained to go through a little opening in the fence between the main property to the backyard of the one-bedroom house next door to go poop/pee.

Before I began baby-sitting, Shelton was familiar with that back yard next door, and did his “business” there, because that’s where he lived, with Annie. The only confusing thing for Shelton when I DID start to take care of him was the little cut-away section of the fence was an unknown factor to him. Sure, Louie and Dagwood knew and used that hole in the fence whenever THEY needed to take a crap or pee, but Shelton had no clue, since he now was staying with me in my Casita. I KNOW that Shelton has pooped on the patio in the past, and he still does, rarely, and I pick it up of course.

Let’s introduce a few cats, and by all that is holy, those cats strictly use their cat boxes 100% of the time, so, it CAN’T be THEIR poop that is left in the front patio area of the main house, where my Casita also was located (a shared the patio). Plus, having had cats before, I kind of know the difference between cat shit and dog shit, you think?

I resisted for a few months, never really understanding the real issue at hand, and what I needed to do. I did pick up cat shit that was pretending to be Shelton’s shit, and eventually gave in to the idea that it was ALWAYS Shelton’s shit that I was picking up.

Over the months that ensued and as Shelton and I became permanent buddies, I began to train him to go potty outside of the property, in a few specific areas, like behind my car, or down the road in a particular spot off to the side that he seemed to get used to.

Training, as in verbally praising him with a consistent, repeated “Shelton went Poo-Poo! Good boy, Shelton went Poo-Poo!!” and then following up with a “treat” was/is my Modus Operandi. This pattern of repetitive “Praise and Reward” worked, and it occurred to me that that’s what many parents do when they are potty-training their toddlers. “Good Boy, Tommy went “Poo-Poo”. My reward was a cookie. Not an ordinary cookie though….a Milk-Bone Dog Biscuit. I was teething. In the past six months or so, Shelton has pooped “had an accident” only twice in my Casita. Once when I first started taking care of him while Annie was in the hospital, and once about a month ago when I was not feeling feel and slept all day.

Those biscuits were hard as a rock, and all I could do is suck on it and gum it a lot, eventually turning portions of it into a mush I could swallow, which was what my Mother intended or purposed that biscuit to do. “Praise and Reward”, just like with a dog. You can’t do that with cats as they have a mind of their own, and WILL repeatedly go back to their cat box….unless of course they happen to be outside, like say, on a patio, and feel the urge….to shit.

I went from incredulous denial to full compliance in about four months. Even when there were vacationing dogs on the property, I began to feel like it was my sacrificial duty to pick up everyone’s dog shit. I didn’t always see it in time, so sometimes Arthur would say, “Looks like Shelton went potty on the patio again”, “Oh, I got it Arthur, sorry I just woke up, I’ll pick it right up as soon as I put my slippers on”.

Which leads me to the satirical/comical part. Earlier tonight when I was sitting on Michelle’s and Cameron’s patio next door, as I was sharing my dog-poop story with them, I thought of a funny twist to the monologue (think Carlin here). I envisioned a 2,500-pound Bull breaking through both the wrought-iron gate and the secondary wooden doors at three in the morning. Rampaging around the patio area for a while, this huge bull finally took a huge crap, and then left the property the same way he came in.

Then I also envisioned waking up later that morning, opening my door to take Shelton for a “Walk”, seeing Arthur up on the Bodega deck, stretching, looking down, “Good morning Tom”. I know he’s staring at this huge pile of “Bullshit” that is there right in front of me in the center of the patio, and as I begin scooping it up with a snow shovel I say, “Got it Arthur. It could not have been Dagwood, Louie, the cats, or the other five dogs on the property. It must have been Shelton”. In my mind, I’m thinking, “BULLSHIT”.

It’s funny. How we condition ourselves. I had resigned myself to no longer make it an issue when I was told, “Can’t be Dagwood or Louie, they’re trained to go next door”, or, “Can’t be the cats, they ALWAYS use their Cat Boxes”. Having been raised on a farm in the Midwest, I do know the difference between Cat Shit, Dog Shit, Cow Shit, Duck Shit, Racoon Shit, Chicken Shit, Squirrel Shit, AND Bear Shit, and I obviously recognize dog shit that’s totally different than Shelton’s.

And as far as the visiting dogs five times as big as Shelton, I have picked up a few turds that had these chunks of what could have been whole kernels of corn mixed in with the regular dog shit. Nothing in what I feed Shelton even comes close to that, just saying.

I want to make it clear that I’m NOT complaining. Arthur and Molly are very sweet, kind-hearted, generous people, and I love them for that, and also for the opportunity that I have had to get to know them. So, what I have written is true and partly satirical. I just get a kick out of what comes out of my brain sometimes when I’m writing under the influence of Cannabis.

P. S. Another one of Arthur and Molly’s cats has died, leaving one left. I AM truly sad for them as I know they loved their cats (the two who have passed) as much as they love Dagwood and Louie.

Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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