Five O'Clock Somewhere

Welcome to Five O'Clock Somewhere, where it doesn't matter what time zone you're in; it's five o'clock somewhere. We'll look at rural life, especially as it happens in Rio Arriba County, New Mexico, cats, sailing (particularly Etchells racing yachts), and bits of grammar and Victorian poetry.

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Holiday coming

There’s a reason for the season …

Yes, I looked at the calendar. National Novel Writing Month is over, and that means it’s now … December! Yes! Holiday time!

No, not December 25; I’m talking about December 15, National Cat Herders Day. Yes, the official holiday of Five O’Clock Somewhere, when we all think about those we know who spend their lives herding cats. Sometimes this is a literal thing. Zorro has somewhere in the vicinity of 11 cats, and Teddy Bear has an unknown but also large number (his wife volunteers for a humane association). Just this afternoon, I discovered that one of my fellow faculty members at the community college is also a cat herder; he rescues feral cats.

Then there are also those who find themselves herding cats in a figurative way, trying to get all of the various parts of their lives together and get control of them. The middle of December is probably when a very large number of us are frantically trying to organize holiday events, shopping, work, family, and who knows what all else.

This year, rather than write a post saying pretty much the same thing I say every year, I’m opening this out as a writing project for everybody. Between now and December 15, write a blog post about “The True Meaning of Cat Herders Day” and post a link to it in the comments here, or write a comment on the topic. If you have pictures, even better.

The grand prize for the winner of this project will be an autographed 8 by 10 glossy of Dulce, the queen of Five O’Clock Somewhere. (Well, OK, how about a jpeg?)

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Blogger Pat said...

Zorro is preoccupied; one of his cats is severely ill and fighting for her life at the vet's. Krista, a cat who had been with Zorro for ten years, hadn't been eating and had fluid in her lungs, which turned out to be caused by asthma. The vet was hoping that Krista would be okay if she could make it through the night but wasn't sure she'd make it since she was weak. Whatever happens, at least Krista had many good years sharing the couch with Big Cat and the rest of the Cincinnati Street Pride.

Wed Dec 02, 06:02:00 PM MST  
Anonymous tillerman said...

People who think they herd cats are deluding themselves. Many thousands of years ago cats discovered that it is possible to domesticate some members of the species homo sapiens. These humans can be trained to provide them with food, water, shelter and security... not to mention free health care, a right which all humans in the land known as the USA don't yet enjoy. Some humans can even be trained by the cats to provide such services to a large number of their species.

Wake up homo sapiens!! Stand up for your freedoms!! Organize a tea party. Throw off the shackles of feline domestication.

Wed Dec 02, 06:32:00 PM MST  
Blogger Gerald said...

I've got most of the materials and equipment, so I don't think glossy 8x10s of Dulce will be too hard to do.

Wed Dec 02, 11:34:00 PM MST  
Anonymous Rajat said...

Kool Kool cats and the hearders :)

Wed Dec 02, 11:50:00 PM MST  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My herd of cats is small. One very dominant male siamese. At one time my herd was quite large and they all lived in domestic bliss. With the arrival of Bucky that changed. He does not play well with others. --gryphon

Sun Dec 06, 04:59:00 PM MST  

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