Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Scratching Out Startling New Ideas, Pouncing On Amazing Beginnings, and Chasing Remarkable New Adventures.

Judy Howard  
Sportster The Cat

 This time of year represents new beginnings. A time to chase new ideas, sniff fresh catnip, and prowl for new adventures. Spring is when the world blooms with promise. 

I need a bigger basket!

I'm tired of squeezing into the same box, batting around the same toy, and sleeping in the same place. It’s time to hit the road, stretch my legs, and leap to new heights.

 Judy and I are climbing up the new proverbial  tree. We have decided to live full-time in our motor home. like the decision , the tree is high , the trunk might be slippery and  the climb may not  be an easy leap  over the fence. Others have gone before us, We will glean knowledge from their experiences. 
I have made a  promise to myself not to compare my possessions and accomplishments to those of my friends. Many of my cat friends, who live in monster, diesel pushing homes and sleep in three tiered kitty condos never dare to come outside.
They never smell the grass or roll around scratching their back on the  fresh clean dirt. Those cats never prowl or  catch the river’s wet scent or drink from the cool, fresh-flowing water. They’ve never felt the thrill of challenging a frog until it escaped, plopping into the deep, dark waters. And I’ll bet they’ve never watched, in wonder as   the fish dance their pirouettes in the stream’s secluded alcoves. For me, it is not been a good day until I finish it off, dozing to the wood pecker’s tapping, echoing rhythm.
From now on, I will measure my success against my own standards because success is not all of those things those plush-living cats own.
For me, success is about  experiencing  places and things that will make me grow and become more "Royal."

01-IMAG1685-001.jpgI will be more successful if get to know myself better. There's always room to grow. I already know what food I like, how high I can jump, and how fast I can run.  I live by my own set of rules. But if there is something I want, I will reach right out and snatch it, even if it means I have to take the dare and venture out further or jump higher than I ever have before.

I am not going to mew and moan about my restricted life, or the handicap of being born with no thumbs. I am already free. Sure I have to beg to go outside when the door is closed, or make it known that I want a treat, but at the end of the day when I scratch the bottom of the litter box, I  remind myself,  I am free to make  the choice  to stay or go. The freedom to choose is mine. I have met many a stray cat who, pushed their fears aside, followed their dream and seized the opportunity to do the impossible.
When I gaze out the window of the motor home and indulge the nature around me, the wide open spaces excite my senses and make my tail twitch. My creative juices flow.  I need enough space around me to allow my ideas, my curiosity and dreams to flourish.
Culinary School?

The road kill along the highways are images which remind me that living free, and climbing the tallest tree could have dangerous consequences. I have learned from my fallen comrades, not all lessons are easy ones.  

I will challenge the norm, tackling the difficult things first, and then the impossible ones. They take a little longer. And I am going to keep on believing in what I do. If I don’t trust myself to go down the right path, or follow the right scent, who will?
I will be scared because I am not going to follow the norm.  I want to be a constant learner. But I don’t have to be frightened if I   focus on the process not the outcome.
 So in the end, facing a new adventure, thrusting forward with a fresh start, and testing myself will allow me to do the impossible, not because it is easy but because it is hard … and scary…and exciting.

Sniffing out ideas, prowling for new adventures, new friends to scratch my belly …
I am on my way!!

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Sportster the cat always envied the huge cats who lived the big life in the jungle until opportunity sends the motor home in which he travels veering into a roadside ditch. When strangers whisk away not only his Winnebago, but also his chauffeur, Judy, he is alarmed. However, once the dust settles, he purrs a happy tune as he discovers he is free! I He is in the wild. And he is in the Olympic Forest

ACTIVATE LION MODE is just what Sportster does as he spins this yarn in his own words. Living wild and free brings on encounters that he never imagined. The life he dreamed becomes an adventure full of bears, pit bulls, drugs and more. Sportster weaves this story of his incredible journey as only a coddled cat of leisure can do.


  1. Judy, Glad you and Sportster are having fun traveling once again. Know you are having more fun that we are. Sugar Bear and ChaCha send their greetings. Keep up the good work. Elissa C

  2. Judy, it sounds like you are enjoying your full timing journey with Sportster. What a cute story that is filled with cat experiences. Cat on...

  3. You and Sportster are off on a bold adventure! I look forward to more postings from your journey! Let me know if your travels take you to New Orleans! Would love to see you and to meet Sportster in person!

  4. The phrase of the week, for me:

    " they’ve never watched, in wonder as the fish dance their pirouettes in the stream’s secluded alcoves."

    Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Sportster! And to Judy for caring for you so well.