Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Cat not present

Cat surprises 3 year old girl for Christmas.


17 comments:

chickelit said...

In other news, Carrie Fisher has died. Don't they have defibrillators on board aircrafts?

Sixty Grit said...

They do, but the longer one goes without oxygen the more difficult it is to recover.

Amartel said...

Aw, that video's adorable.
I read about Carrie Fisher having a heart attack on a transatlantic flight and how she (supposedly) stopped breathing for 10 minutes. Then I saw a couple of releases about how she was in stable condition at the hospital and I figured she had to be in a coma (but stable) if she had stopped breathing for anything more than a minute or two. So not surprised she's gone now. Brace for accusations (renewed) about the pressure on women in Hollywood and in general to stay skinny which was put out as the reason for the heart attack in the first place.
How terribly sad for Debbie Reynolds.

Lem said...

Debbie Reynolds still lives?

Amartel said...

Yup.

Lem said...

It's a miracle Mick Jagger still lives. Wasn't he drugin and drinking most of his life?

chickelit said...

60, defibs can restart hearts and breathing can be artificially maintained. The chest mashing doesn't do much.

Sixty Grit said...

I agree - one really needs solid intervention, quickly. CPR has a pretty low success rate, but since we really don't have any idea what happened to her or what measures were taken, it is all moot at this point.

Were her coronary arteries blocked by a clot? Did she suffer cardiac arrest? Did she have any other embolisms or thrombosis? How long was her brain go without oxygen?

Sad story, but that happens to people in all walks of life on a daily basis.

ricpic said...

Debbie Reynolds was perkier than the perky Katie at her perkiest. Very low perkiness factor in Carrie, even when young.

Sixty Grit said...

Damn, that should be "How long did her brain go without oxygen". I know the answer in my case...

MamaM said...

Once again, wiki provides a peak into something other and deeper than perkiness:

Fisher "hid in books" as a child, becoming known in her family as "the bookworm". She spent her earliest years reading classic literature, and writing poetry.

MamaM said...

Cats while cute have their own agenda, and the first lesson to uncover when receiving one into the house or"owning" one is that.

And peak should be peek. On a blog semi-devoted to perky peaks and peeks it works, while not being quite right.

Sixty Grit said...

Hmm, I am piqued. Tell me more...

MamaM said...

Well, I am laughing, after a returning from a visit to another place where the death of Watership Down author, Richard Adams was being discussed. Mentioned was made of a different author who gave a voice to Robert E. Lee's horse, in a way that was termed "unreadable" as what came out of that horse's mouth was a American Southern dialect that was perceived as "ridiculous and a chore" to read. No mention was made of what comes out of a Southern horse's ass.

Lots of ways to pique, including imagining and wishing to hear the voices of other creatures!

Rabel said...

When Vigoda went down back in January we should have known that something was up.

Trooper York said...

I did at one time do a whole series based on Watership Down.

Of course that is over.

Richard Adams was a very talented man.

MamaM said...

He was..

And here's one of the links to rabbits:

He was the son of a country doctor and was brought up in the rolling countryside with views towards the real Watership Down, on the Hampshire border.
One of his earliest memories was seeing a local man pushing a handcart full of dead rabbits down the street.
"It made me realise, in an instant, that rabbits were things and that it was only in a baby's world that they were not."

He suffered the fate of many middle-class boys of the period when he was sent to boarding school at the age of nine, where, by all accounts, he had a miserable time.


Back to the post about what fosters or leads to genius, invention and creativity, with a side bar on what opens the doors of imagination when there are no drugs to take the edge off or enhance and no place to escape or go to experience comfort. For some the despair becomes too great to hold on to hope, and for others thoughts of another or different world begin to take root. Many find their home in inventive or creative expression.