Friday, December 21, 2007

Merry Christmas Murphy. From Fred the Cat.

Hey, Fred the Cat here!

This will be the last post here for several days. Pop won’t be here to carry her weight in this posting spot until probably next Thursday or Friday.

My Christmas gift to Murphy the Dog is putting his picture at the top of my post today instead of one of me. Murphy is on in years now, but I know he’ll appreciate my showing you his sweetness in his younger days.

Before we start reading the last of the Christmas stories, I want to wish all of you the happiest and merriest of days next week, no matter what you do. That message also comes from Murphy the Dog, Mr. Pop and Pop too.

Let’s all raise our glasses and cat bowls as we toast to one day experiencing Peace on Earth.

Ps, Here’s hoping Santa brings lots of Cosmic catnip.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and Love to All!

Fred the Cat (the cat who loves you guys)

My Christmas Dolls

When I was a little kid, the most beautiful thing I ever saw were those big dolls they sold in grocery stores at Christmas. They were almost three feet tall and were displayed in boxes with one side having a cellophane window so the dolls were exposed. Oh my goodness the feelings I felt as I gazed up at them on the shelves. There were brunette dolls and blonde dolls. I’m telling you, they were treasures to my eyes. There they stood in their beautiful boxes smiling down at me. Sometimes the boxes were almost as pretty as the dolls. I don’t know how much they cost but I knew that they were way beyond anything Santa could ever deliver to my door. But, but gosh they were beautiful.

Santa did sometimes bring me a doll and I loved whatever he chose for me. It’s probably good that I never walked into the living room on Christmas morning to see one of those big beautiful dolls under the Christmas tree because I would have probably had a little kid heart attack. I never expected such a miracle and it never happened.

My family was never in a financial position to splurge at Christmas time. There were some ugly holidays during those years. One year my mother took a doll I already had, made it a new dress and put it under the Christmas tree to make me think it was a new doll. I wasn’t as dense as she had hoped. I figured out the ruse in about five minutes, but I did like the old doll’s new dress.

There was another Christmas when I was ten and my sister was three that we got several fun things from Santa in December, but they were taken away in January by the repossession people. It was hard for me to understand what was happening but it was harder yet to try to explain these events to my three year old sister.

Then there was the year of the Barbie doll. We were in a store and I saw a Barbie doll for the first time. Oh my goodness! Damned if these dolls weren’t perhaps even more beautiful than the big dolls in the grocery store. These small dolls with the most amazing detail and unimaginably beautiful clothes. I would have gladly allowed someone to cut off my right arm if it meant that I might possess one of these dolls.

When I discovered Barbie my mother told me I was too big to be playing with dolls. Of course I was. Hell, I was eleven years old. But my mother didn’t appear to understand this doll was not to play with, this doll was to admire. This was a goddess doll that must be kept in her beauty and perfect condition.

That Christmas we were beyond Santa so we opened our presents on Christmas Eve. We were living in a not so attractive house at the time and things were near their all time most pitiful. My sister and I sat there on the floor and tore into our meager little pile of gifts. We took turns opening our presents. I opened one of mine and about fainted. There among the ripped up wrapping paper was a Barbie doll. Not only a Barbie doll, but an outfit for her too. It took my breath away. I was the owner of this beautiful doll. I went bananas with gratitude. I jumped up and hugged the hell out my mother and I turned around to do the same to my dad but he had had too much to drink, again, and had passed out in his chair.

It almost didn’t matter that he was drunk again. It almost didn’t matter that at the time we lived in a trailer connected to a concrete block structure that served as a living room, bedroom and bath. It almost didn’t matter that daddy’s drunkenness that night would continue for a couple of weeks. It almost didn’t matter if we were, as my grandmother used to say, “poor as a church mouse”. I was the proud owner of a Barbie doll and her outfit.

I still have that Barbie doll and I still have the outfit and all the accessories. I still have the box she came in, and she’s in perfect shape. Not a hair is mussed on her head. Each Christmas I carefully take her from the box and dress her in that gorgeous pink outfit. I place her, along with my grandmother’s old doll, in a position of honor. And every Christmas it almost doesn’t matter that I never had one of those big beautiful dolls in the box, the big dolls that smiled down to me from the shelves at the grocery store.

I have left my days of yearning for dolls behind me now. I’m now a “big girl” and much too old to be playing with dolls. I don’t want or need them anymore. But you know what? They have those big dolls in the box at the grocery store this year and when I see them, just for a tiny moment, I shrink down to that little girl who used to look up at them with such awe. That’s when the little girl tears well up in my adult eyes. But, you know what? It almost doesn’t matter.


Blogger Pax Romano said...

happy holidays!

Fred and Murphy are linked at FFF

December 21, 2007 2:25 AM  
Blogger Wren said...

Parents are amazing, aren't they? Happy holidays.

December 21, 2007 3:46 AM  
Blogger FranIAm said...

Do you have an agent? You should. And I should be able to look up PoP and be able to buy your book in a bookstore.

This is beautiful. Thank you.

Have a great trip.

Peace to all, peace for all!

December 21, 2007 4:49 AM  
Blogger Mike said...

Beautiful story Patricia. Enjoy your holidays.

December 21, 2007 4:56 AM  
Blogger nolocontendere said...

Happy Solstice, POP.

December 21, 2007 5:42 AM  
Blogger Forty Paws said...

That is beautiful. Sad too.

Enjoy the next week, and we're sending pawsitive thoughts, headbutts and purrs to you, Mr. PoP, Murphy, and of course, Fred.

Luf, Us

December 21, 2007 5:56 AM  
Blogger dguzman said...

Guess what, Pop? I got your snowman! I forgot my camera download cable, though, so I'll put it up tonight on both my blogs, with different versions!, so I hope you have a minute to check!

Happy whatevah!

December 21, 2007 6:42 AM  
Blogger dguzman said...

Guess what, Pop? I got your snowman! I forgot my camera download cable, though, so I'll put it up tonight on both my blogs, with different versions!, so I hope you have a minute to check!

Happy whatevah!

December 21, 2007 6:42 AM  
Blogger Randal Graves said...

Man. Very moving story. Have a wonderful holiday.

December 21, 2007 6:50 AM  
Blogger mommanator said...

Happy holidays and a Blessed New year to the whole family!

December 21, 2007 7:06 AM  
Blogger fallenmonk said...

Always a nice story for Christmas. Have a great week at the beach.

December 21, 2007 7:06 AM  
Blogger bluegrrrrl said...

Pop, you come up with the most amazing a tear or 2 from me with this one! something about little girls and dolls at christmas always does that to me. my grandmother always made sure i had a doll under the tree at xmas, even though she could never afford the fancy ones. and then the last several years of her life, my mom gave my grandmother a doll every year at xmas, and she would shrink down to that little awestruck girl, just as you described.

that is such a beautiful picture of Murphy! (thanks for sharing the spotlight, Fred!) I wish everybody at Casa Pop a peaceful holiday! see you when you return...

December 21, 2007 7:16 AM  
Blogger Jill said...

Lovely story, POP. You might feel even better if next year, when you see the dolls at the grocery store, and you have a few extra bucks in your purse, to buy a couple and put them in a charity box for underprivileged children.

That might make for similar stories on blogs thirty years in the future. (If we've survived the Bush administration!) Have a Happy Christmas on Sanibel.

December 21, 2007 7:42 AM  
Blogger Jazz said...

Quite the story Pop...

As for Murphy, I had a hard time picking him out from those stuffed toys. Perfect camouflage.

December 21, 2007 7:47 AM  
Blogger Jamie said...

Fred, Murph, Mr & Mrs. Pop

May you and yours have a wonderful holiday filled with love and joy.

December 21, 2007 7:55 AM  
Blogger annie said...

i got my favorite doll at 4.
i still remember everything about her, including the fact that i named her "frances".

have a lovely, warm, romantic holiday.and happy days to murphy and fred, of course.

December 21, 2007 8:04 AM  
Blogger robin andrea said...

I love the pic of Murphy, what a cutie. Nice of Fred to put that at the top of the post.

A beautiful and sad story, Pop. Very touching that you still have that Barbie.

I hope your holiday on the beach is a wonderful one. Best wishes to you, Mr. PoP, and the whole furry PoP household.

December 21, 2007 8:05 AM  
Blogger niCk (Mem Beth) said...

Fred, Murphy, Pop, and Mr PoP

Happy Solstice and Holidays!

December 21, 2007 8:09 AM  
Blogger eProf2 said...

Happy Holidays to you and your family, PoP. I have enjoyed reading your posts these past several years and I look forward to 2008 and your contributions to the world of ideas. Have a good one!

December 21, 2007 9:00 AM  
Blogger Distributorcap said...

that was great.....nice way to start the holidays

may you Mr POP, murphy and fred and all the family have a great holiday season.....

and fred --- lay off the egg nog

December 21, 2007 9:29 AM  
Blogger The Culture Ghost said...

Hell,even my eyes watered. What tremendous story. Thank you. Makes me want to go do something good for someone somewhere...

Murphy is adorable. Happy Holidays to all.

December 21, 2007 9:52 AM  
Blogger KathyR said...

Makes ME want to buy you the damned big doll right now, big girl or not.

December 21, 2007 10:10 AM  
Blogger an average patriot said...

Murph looks right at home there that's cute
POP that is a great story. I can feel the joy. I hope you guys have a nice Christmas and keep that good outlook of yours!

December 21, 2007 3:57 PM  
Blogger Josie said...

It sounds as if you had the greatest gift of all, and that was your mother's love. It shows through.

I once got a Barbara Ann Scott doll, complete with little ice skates, for Christmas. I still remember that as one of my best Christmases.

Merry Christmas to you and your family.

December 21, 2007 4:22 PM  
Blogger Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

PoP, I'm sending you a huge hug for that story about your dolls. It's a beautiful moving story that is a testament to people going through and making it out of hard times. Happy holidays my friend, I love ya.

December 21, 2007 5:26 PM  
Blogger DCup said...

You blew me away with that story. I'm touched that your mother saw just how important that Barbie was to you and she came through with it.

In today's world, it's easy to forget that will the "things" kids have, there still might be somethig missing. Perhaps that thing is the feeling of something special, whether it's the big, beatiful doll or the video game or just getting to see one's parent again....

Happy holidays to all of you.

December 21, 2007 7:10 PM  
Blogger Mauigirl said...

What a beautiful story, thanks, PoP.

Have a wonderful Christmas and enjoy your holiday with your loved ones.

December 22, 2007 9:41 PM  
Blogger Kahshe Cottager said...

Merry Christmas Fred ... and your humans too!

Thanks for your kind words earlier Pop - my daughter is doing well!

December 23, 2007 12:23 AM  
Blogger Fixer said...

All the best to Murph, Fred, and the POP family from mine in Germany. Frohe Weinachten und eine herzliches Neues Jahr!

December 23, 2007 10:21 AM  
Blogger Mary Ellen said...

I left you a Christmas gift on my blog, PoP. Hope you enjoy it! Merry Christmas!

December 23, 2007 11:01 AM  
Blogger Gledwood said...

Here's wishin' you happy happy holidays:

Merry Yule"tide"
and an
Entertaining 2008!!


December 23, 2007 5:10 PM  
Blogger Fixer said...

Ho, ho, ho! Santa Fixer says " you've been tagged". (Don't blame me, Lurch put me up to it. Heh ...)

December 23, 2007 11:26 PM  
Blogger Donnie McDaniel said...

Happy holidays to all at the POP family!

December 24, 2007 6:20 AM  
Blogger Suzie-Q (S-Q) said...

Merry Christmas to you and yours!


December 24, 2007 10:20 AM  
Anonymous bob and layla and me said...

have a wonderfully happy holiday.

December 24, 2007 10:31 AM  
Blogger Gort said...

Happy Christmas my friend.

December 24, 2007 10:55 AM  
Blogger Yoga Korunta said...

A touching story.

Happy Holidays to the Pops, Fred and Murphy!

December 24, 2007 11:57 AM  
Blogger an average patriot said...

Merry Mhristmas Fred, Murph, Mr. and Mrs. POP!

December 24, 2007 2:18 PM  
Blogger Michael Manning said...

What a FUN afternoon story! Merry Christmas and stop by anytime!

December 24, 2007 3:17 PM  
Blogger Lizzy said...

Happy Holiday!!

December 24, 2007 3:31 PM  
Blogger Anon-Paranoid said...

Hey PoP...
Just wanted to wish you a Joyous Holiday Season.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

God Bless.

December 24, 2007 5:46 PM  
Blogger Snave said...

Heh! GREAT post!

All it takes for me is to even think of Burl Ives singing "Little White Duck".

December 24, 2007 5:50 PM  
Blogger BBC said...

Screw Christmas.

December 24, 2007 6:33 PM  
Blogger TomCat said...

Ho! Ho!! Ho!!! SantaCat wishes you all a purrrfect Christmas.

Next year, please leave catnip with the milk and cookies. :-)

December 25, 2007 2:52 AM  
Blogger T&A said...

Merry Christmas Fred!
I hope you and Mr. and Mrs. PoP have a great holiday!

December 25, 2007 9:40 AM  
Blogger Libby Spencer said...

Merry Christmas to you and yours PoP.

December 25, 2007 9:48 AM  
Blogger Mary Ellen said...

Merry Christmas Fred and family! Hope your days are fun filled days of catnip and cat naps.

December 25, 2007 10:42 AM  
Blogger LET'S TALK said...

Merry Chrismas to you and your family and a Happy New Year!

December 25, 2007 2:20 PM  
Blogger an average patriot said...

Yes it does matter by the way. Looking around, just thought I would say I hope you guys had a nice Christmas!

December 25, 2007 3:38 PM  
Blogger Candace said...

This is GREAT, PoP!
Hope you're having a terrific time. I'm looking forward to your return!

December 25, 2007 9:07 PM  
Blogger Dr. Zaius said...

Merry Christmas, Pissed Off Patricia!

December 26, 2007 1:54 AM  
Blogger TaraDharma said...

It's crappy that lil' kids have to have experiences like these sad ones...but it's also beautiful that you came through that hard childhood and are presently blessed.

Hope everyone had a lovely time walking the beach. Send us some photos of them beach shells, baby!

Happy New Year to you and yours.

December 27, 2007 9:18 AM  
Blogger oldwhitelady said...

Goodness, Fred the Cat, I almost missed Murphey the Dog when I looked at that photograph the first and second times. I was trying to find you. Totally missed him until you pointed him out. What a cutie. How kind you are to post him.

December 28, 2007 9:38 PM  
Blogger D.K. Raed said...

PoP, I know I'm late to this post. Proof of that is that I also posted a memory of a BIG Doll for xmas and also Barbie! Gosh, those dolls were so important, weren't they? My dolls did not meet good ends, though. I wish I still had my Barbie! And I would've gladly shared my BIG doll with you. I still don't know what happened to her.

December 28, 2007 11:17 PM  
Blogger d. chedwick bryant said...

This is such a great story-- really, really.

December 29, 2007 6:39 AM  
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