Mischief Incorporated: Mouse on the Ceiling?

March 13, 2016 by  
Filed under Animals and Nature Kingdoms, New Posts

How High Can a Mouse Climb?

"There's no where to go but down."There’s no where to go but down.

I’m  awakened by sounds of scuffling and the burbles that Starlight is famous for uttering.  It’s 1:30 a.m.  I’ve been sleeping on the sofa due to my ascension symptoms, so I’m right there in the living room.

The sounds are soft, but don’t stop.  What is the Mischief Team up to at this hour?

Starlight isn't listening to me.  I wonder why.Starlight isn’t listening to me.  I wonder why.

My first reaction is to complain. Why are they waking me up?  Starlight is perched on the back of a chair staring up at the ceiling.

“Starlight, get down.” I insist.  Starlight, who usually is very attentive and does as she’s asked, ignores me.  Hmmm.  What’s going on here?

So I get up and grab the spray bottle full of water.  Starlight hates being sprayed and I’ve agreed not to ever spray her as long as she responds to my requests.  She’s ignoring me.  I shake the bottle.  She still ignores me.

Well, now I’m up and I don’t really want to spray her so I shuffle over to where she is.  What is she looking at?  I turn on the floor lamp and to my utter astonishment, there is a mouse on the ceiling.

OK.  So the mouse photo is blurry, but it’s 1:30 a.m. and I’m not really very awake, but there is the mouse wishing it could go higher.   I’m speechless.   And I don’t have a clue what to do.

Starlight keeps making her sounds of frustration – little “Errrs” and “Erms” that indicate how much she really, really wants to get up there.  But Starlight doesn’t like heights as much as other cats, having been a horse in her last life.  So she finally gets off the chair and Melissa takes over.

CEO - MelissaMelissa’s mental wheels
are spinning.

Melissa is sizing up the situation.  She’s not vocalizing at all.  She’s calculating just how high up the mouse is, just how much of a leap is required.  Can you see the wheels spinning in her head?

Melissa jumps.  She lands on the wooden beam just inches below the mouse and begins to slide downward.

The mouse is terrified.  It leaps into the top of the floor lamp.  (See photo below of floor lamp.)

Floor lamp from the 1950's.  It's HOT in there!Floor lamp from the 1950’s.
It’s HOT in there!

Melissa arrives at the floor and jumps onto the back of the chair again.  She knows where the mouse went and is eyeing the lamp.  Now I’m concerned that she’ll jump up there, too.  I really don’t want that lamp destroyed and it will go down for sure if she lands in it.

Fortunately, there are incandescent lights in that lamp, and the mouse is finding that spot too hot for comfort.  Before I can grab Melissa, the mouse leaps down onto the floor and Melissa goes right after it.

Now the chase is on once again.

Do I have sympathy for the mouse?  Not much.  The cats are young and are doing their job – keeping other animals out of the house.  They’re well fed and won’t kill or eat the mouse.  They’re just making sure that rodents don’t hang about here.

Mouse:  This wasn't the best plan.Mouse: “This wasn’t the best plan.”
Melissa on the left.
Starlight on the right.
Team work for sure!
Time to consider some other options.Time to consider some other options.
Where'd the mouse go?Where’d that mouse go?
Mouse catching it's breath.Mouse catching it’s breath.

So the mouse soon got away.  It got into a corner of the baseboard radiator.  Where the pipes come in there’s plenty of space for a mouse to squeeze through.

The cats finally settle down.  I praise them highly and go back to bed after awhile.

I have taken mice away from Violet and Sakhara when it seemed the mouse would be injured during exhuberant play.

This is not a situation where a cat is hunting for food.  The Mischief Incorporated Team is doing their patrol duties.  If they do them well, the mouse will have learned that coming into my house is just not worth the risk and will go about it’s life elsewhere.

Integrating Melissa

June 26, 2017 by  
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Melissa's sultry look.

The beautiful and complex being that is Melissa has been teaching all of us during her period of integration.

Here are some of the stories about that period in her life.

  1. Getting Acquainted: Starlight and Melissa
  2. Mischief Incorporated, a Feline Company
  3. Mischief Incorporated: Mouse on the Ceiling
  4. Spaying Melissa – Preparation
  5. Spaying Melissa – Recovery – includes video “Crate Play”
  6. That’s Just a Coincidence
  7. Melissa’s Latest Escapade
  8. Mischief Incorporated and “The Empty Tissue Box”
  9. Melissa in My Heart.
  10. A Feline Soap Opera?

Telepathic Broadcast

April 25, 2016 by  
Filed under Animal Communication, In the Wild, New Posts

How does the universe respond

when you send out a general broadcast

or telepathic “call”?

 

Help Wanted:  Feline Hunter

Last October, 2015, Hattie, the semi-feral resident feline of my back yard, opted to leave the physical plane.

Hattie resting in feeding stastion.She was over 16 years old and had a lump on her side.  She consciously decided to leave, found a predator to assist her, and disappeared.

Hattie was an amazing hunter and did a fantastic job keeping rodents away.  She was so good at it that I think I took it for granted.

This winter/spring 2016, my two youngest cats, Starlight and Melissa, have been having their first experiences mousing successfully inside my house.

STARLIGHT and MELISSA

Melissa and Starlight in cuddle cup.

MOUSE “ON THE CEILING”

First the two youngsters, Starlight and Melissa,  cornered an adult field mouse.  [See post, “Mouse on the Ceiling?“]  That mouse eventually got away inside the house.

STARLIGHT’S FIRST MOUSE

Then Starlight caught her first mouse and brought it downstairs in her mouth with Melissa close by her side every step of the way.

She and Melissa played with it until I finally caught it in a plastic container and tossed it outside with this message:  “If you’re smart, you won’t come back.”

MELISSA’S FIRST MOUSE

More recently, Melissa, who is under a year old by 1 day as I write this, all on her own caught a baby mouse upstairs.  She brought it downstairs to show off.

Melissa ran around growling while shouting, telepathically, “I did it!  It’s mine!” at the top of her telepathic voice.

So … great news …

My young cats are proving their hunting skills.

NOT so great news …

I have field mice in the house.

My mind contemplates this question …

When did I last have mice in the house?

Answer …

Before Hattie moved into the back yard,

which was more than 8 years ago.

This is not a coincidence!

Probable conclusion …

Hattie must have kept the field mice out.

Possible solution …

I need another backyard resident cat.

Field mice can do a great deal of damage inside the walls of a house.

I believe in the preditor-prey relationship for creating balance.

If you want to listen to an excellent talk on this subject, check out Betty Lewis’s talk, I Am You:  The Predator-Prey Relationship.  [You’ll have to log into the site to listen.  Membership is free.]

So …

I asked Hattie to send us someone whom she feels is qualified to do the job.

She’s agreed.

AND…

I am sending out a”telepathic broadcast” of a job description for a cat who wants to live outside, have a “home” with food and shelter, and is an excellent hunter.

Probably ought to put out some food to make sure the welcome mat is truly welcoming.

There are quite a few feral and semi-feral cats in the neighborhood.

I wonder who will show up?

Melissa: A Challenging Life

 

Clearing Multiple Lifetimes of Karma in a Single Life
Copywrite © Nedda Wittels, 2022

A beautiful portrait of Melissa.

Melissa came into my current life in the fall of 2015. She was already 6 months old.  She brought with her many challenges – for me, for herself, and for Starlight, my Siamese, who was 2 and a half at the time.

Melissa brought 11 or 12 lifetimes of horrendous experiences and deaths, many that I had caused or participated in in some way.  In some she had been a feline living with me; in others my human child.  All this karma weighed heavily on her, like a soggy thick wool blanket.

I don’t know all the stories, but enough to know that she and I had much karma to resolve between us.

Melissa carried much deep-seated anger and rage from those past lives, as well as from having waited 6 months for me to show up in her current life.   From her perspective, she had lost out on her kittenhood with me.  And she arrived in a household with two elderly cats who were had health issues requiring a lot of attention, as well as Starlight, to whom I was very close.

In addition to all that, Melissa’s biological parents had been filled with vaccinations from their importation process.  Whatever is in the parents affects the offspring, and for Melissa this contributed to the disaster which plagued her later on.

When she finally came to my home, Melissa was reluctant to speak telepathicaly with me about much of anything.  She refused to tell me her name and made until I somehow guessed it.  She was difficult for me to hear telepathically.  When I tried to explain things, she would send me an image of herself with her paws in her ears:  “I’m not listening.”  She would also send images of a rebel teenager leaning against a wall with a smug, superior expression on his face, refusing to cooperate with anyone.

In a fit of anger one day, Melissa broke out of the house by tearing a hole in a sliding screen door.  I thought she was running away and wouldn’t return.  My house backs up to some woods, and her color blended in perfectly.  Fortunately, 45 minutes later, she returned calmer and more relaxed than I had ever seen her.  This showed me that she needed to be allowed outside to get grounded and more peaceful.

Melissa looking out a window.

Even as a kitten, Melissa would climb up to look out high windows.

At first I resisted letting Melissa go out whenever she wanted to go.  We would metaphorically knock heads together on a regular basis about this and many other things.  We were both strong minded, controlling, and stubborn.  It was very challenging working things out with her.   I learned to compromise … and compromise …and compromise.  She often agreed to something and then did as she pleased – a typical rebellious teenager mentality.

Usually Melissa would stay outside in or near the yard, but she soon began exploring further and further away from the yard, establishing territory.  She was a fierce hunter, and one of my neighbors was delighted that she kept the chipmunks out of his vegetable garden.  She not only killed and ate chipmunks, but also moles, squirrels, mice, and birds.  I gave up having a bird feeder in the winter to protect them from her ability to jump straight up 4+ feet in the air and knock them to the ground in one swift movement.

Another Layer of Challenge – The Injury

Melissa would usually go out for a short time and then come back and “check in,” and then head back out.  So the day she was gone for 7 hours, I was concerned.  Still, she was so smart and filled with the natural instinct of the feral cat who knows how to survive in the wild.  All day I kept speaking to her telepathically asking her come home, and all she would say was, “I’m coming.”

When Melissa finally showed up, it was clear that all was not right with her.  She would take about 10 steps and then stop and rest.  Then 10 more steps, and then stop.  She refused my offer to pick her up and carry her.

I let her into the house and she continued — 10 steps at a time — all the way through the living room and up the stairs, finally jumping onto my bed (which she thought of her bed, of course).  There I discovered that both her hind legs were badly injured.  One had bled quite a bit while the other was just missing some skin.  There was no more bleeding, and the wounds were clean.

Fortunately, I knew what to do and fortunately, she let me do it.  Picking her put very gently, I sprinkle some warm water on her legs rinse off her injuries.  Then I use Calendula gel, a homeopathic that disinfects, on her open wounds.  I placed a towel under her on my bed, where she clearly wanted to be.  But she wouldn’t drink water and she wouldn’t eat.

It had been a hot day and she should have been both thirsty and hungry.  She was exhausted and clearly in pain.  So pain was the next thing to be addressed.

I gave Melissa homeopathic Arnica, Ruta Graveolens, and Hypericum by dropper.  She started to relax a bit as these remedies are all pain relievers in addition to their other benefits for injuries.

Her back muscles were spasming and very tight.  I used TTouch (Tellington Touch) and unwinding techniques which encouraged her back to relax and release.

Then I gave her electrolytes by dropper and plain water by dropper.  After she had had enough of those, she was finally willing to drink on her own.  After that, she, ate some raw food from a bowl I held for her.

I put a litter box in my bedroom so Melissa could use it without going downstairs.  Being Melissa, she ignored it and insisted on going downstairs to use the other boxes, and then back upstairs to her spot on the bed.

Melissa did get treated by our holistic vet who checked the wounds and also did chiropractic.  As her body healed, I encouraged her to be more cautious, more careful.  She would never look before she jumped, and that clearly had been a factor in this injury.  Melissa was able to run and jump again, but never fully recovered her full flexibility and the height of her jumps was less than before.

How Melissa coped with pain.

Melissa watching a mouse.

A mouse is near the ceiling, and Melissa is keeping a close eye on it.

Melissa’s way of coping with emotional and physical pain was to ignore both as much as possible, spend time in nature hunting, and to run, and run, and run.  It wasn’t until after her passing that I realized how much chronic physical pain she must have been in, not just from the injury, but from chronic constipation she had developed as a kitten and which had gotten worse over time.

Some people and animals spend entire lifetimes running from pain, and that was what Melissa was doing.  Sadly, I didn’t realize all of this at the time, but perhaps I wasn’t meant to know the full extent of what was happening.

It wasn’t as tho’ I ignored Melissa’s physical and emotional problems.  I researched and did everything possible to turn things around for her, to make her more comfortable, to help her heal.  Some things aren’t meant to be “fixed” because the soul has to experience them to learn and to balance karma.  Nothing I did seemed to resolve her issues, although, as it turned out, everything I did helped on some deep level to let Melissa know she was dearly loved.

Melissa Became a Chronic Biter.

Melissa surrounded by toys.

Melissa surrounded by some favorite toys.

Two weeks after her rabies vaccination at 1 year of age, Melissa began biting me and drawing blood.  It took me 2 years to figure out that she was struggling with rabies vaccinosis.

When I’d ask Melissa why she bit me, she’d deny doing it.  This made me furious because I didn’t believe her.  It took me a long time to figure out that she really didn’t remember biting me.  She would be in a trance-like state whenever she bit and then not remember what she had done.

Some veterinarians insist there’s no such thing as vaccinosis, but Melissa was a classic case of rabies vaccinosis.  Her eyes would glaze over, her pupils dialated fully, and she’d attack without warning.  It didn’t matter whether she was playing, being petted, or just sitting quietly.  The attacks seemed to come out of nowhere.  Because they were unpredictable, I became more and more on guard around her.

I didn’t ignore this situation.  I tried everything possible to resolve this issue, as I also did with her constipation difficulties.  Every alternative treatment that I thought might resolve these problems were attempted with the best people I could find.  Hundreds of treatments, not just one or two here and there were given to Melissa.

She had shamanic soul retrievals and shamanic healings.  She had homeopathic treatments.  She had acupuncture and chiropractic, Theta Healing, Emotion Code and Body Code.  Prayers was invoked.  Multidimensional Energy Healing sessions were given.  This went on for 5 years.

Slowly Melissa improved in many ways.  But time was running out.  The Ascension energies kept raising the frequencies higher and faster, and higher and faster shifts and Stargate openings seemed to make things more and more difficult for Melissa.  She was making her best effort to control her behavior, and failing again and again.

By the time Melissa was 6 years old, she was attacking me more and more often.  In 2021, the Lion’s Gate Portal in August brought things to a peak.  Neither Melissa nor I could continue to live this way.  She was trying her best to control her behavior, but couldn’t.  And I couldn’t handle being bitten frequently, especially after one time when I became so depressed that I didn’t treat my wounds and they became infected.

The Only Option Left Was Euthanasia

Over the 5 and a half years that Melissa was with me, I had grown to deeply love her. When I would be furious with her, I could see that she was a powerful reflection of me – my issues – my ways of coping with life.

I didn’t want to euthanize her because it felt like killing her again, repeating past karma instead of healing it.  But there were no other options.

I faced a huge ethical and moral dilemma.  I couldn’t turn her loose in the woods because she wouldn’t survive the winters and the abandonment would be devastating emotionally.  I couldn’t give her to someone else because her biting was dangerous.  Starlight loved her.  I loved her.  She loved us.  I wrestled with this for all the years she was here.

On the August 8, 2021 Lions Gate weekend, it all came to a head.  Fortunately, a dear friend and powerful psychic healer convinced me that Melissa really wanted to leave her body.  She couldn’t tolerate being here any more.  Melissa was in a great deal of physical and emotional pain.  She really did need to go back into spirit.

I asked Melissa if she really wanted to go back into spirit.  She told me that she was emotionally exhausted and ready to leave.  It was a summer Sunday evening, and Melissa liked to go out at dusk, just the time I preferred she’d be inside.  But that evening, I told her she could go, and if she wanted to leave with the help of a wild animal, I was certain she could call on one to help her.

Melissa left the house and everything became very, very quiet.  It felt like she had pulled all her energy in and I couldn’t feel her presence at all.  Starlight felt the same way.  I stayed up very late because I didn’t want Melissa to return and be locked out of the house.  By 10 p.m. she was back, all her energy still contained around her.  She wanted a gentle death, and that’s what I would give her the following day.

Euthanizing Melissa was the most difficult euthanasia I have ever had to do.  I knew it was the right thing to do.  I knew she was ready.  She told me and showed me that this was what she wanted and needed – a gently, loving passage back into spirit, not some trauma induced death.

I called the next morning and made the appointment for euthanasia.  About 15 minutes before we were to leave the house, Melissa jumped onto the sofa next to Starlight.  They sat quietly for a few minutes talking.  And then they started to say goodbye by grooming each other so lovingly, so tenderly that I could hardly hold the camera steady.  When they were finished, Melissa got into the cat carrier and we left.

Melissa’s body was buried in the woods behind my house the following day.

I grieved, and grieved, and grieved.  Starlight grieved with me for a few weeks, but for me this was releasing lifetimes and lifetimes of pain, and my grieving seemed endless.  I sobbed and sobbed for hours … days … weeks … months.  I couldn’t talk about this, nor could I write about it.  It was coming from so deep within me that I just needed to experience the grief and let it go as much as possible, and trust that, over time, I would heal.

There’s more to the saga of Melissa.

Look for the next installment coming soon.

 

“Mischief, Incorporated”, a Feline Company.

March 8, 2016 by  
Filed under Animals and Nature Kingdoms, New Posts

Introducing Mischief, Incorporated, a new company started by two “up and coming” young feline entrepreneurs, Melissa and Starlight.

Corporate Mission:

Assist humanity to “Lighten Up.”

Company Founders - Starlight and MelissaCompany Founders –
Starlight (front) & Melissa (back).

Mischief Incorporated Services

Need a higher perspective on life? 

CEO - MelissaCEO – Melissa

Melissa will jump and/or climb to the highest spots in your house to check out the view.  She can easily leap 4 or more feet in any direction.  Melissa will get to tops of bookcases, top shelves only inches from ceilings, and the top of your refrigerator.

Melissa will find a way up to the highest spot you never in your wildest imagination thought a cat could reach.  She will expand your perspective on just how high a cat can jump.

As you wonder how she got there and how she’s going to get down, Melissa will leap to the ground without considering the landing space.  She trusts that her landing will be perfect, and if it isn’t, well, cats never do admit they’ve had a bad landing, right?  Never fear!  Melissa lands without ever getting hurt, even if what she landed upon is now spread out across the room.

Now don’t you wish your life was equally free of fear and limitation?

Something hiding in your dresser or desk drawers? 

Vice President - StarlightVP for Chaos – Starlight

Melissa will be in them before you can get them fully open.  She will crawl through all their contents until she’s satisfied that nothing and no one else is in there.  Whatever doesn’t belong will be dumped onto the floor where Starlight will turn it into a cat toy.

Closets or cabinets harboring spiders or moths? 

Melissa will instantly leap into any closet the minute the door is opened and will land on the highest possible shelf that’s at least 4 feet above the floor.  She will then climb as high as she can to check out all the recesses.

If you have clothing hanging therein, Melissa will climb them to make sure the rod holding the hangers is secure.

Never close a closet door without checking for Melissa, as she’s so fast you might miss that she’s inside.

Field mice sneak in for the winter? 

Starlight and Melissa will tag team the hunt, taking turns “on point” while the other secures the escape route.  Just make sure you get the mouse away from these entrepreneurs before it becomes a toy.  Meanwhile, there will be exciting sound effects, such as galloping, running, pouncing, and digging through anything the mouse hides in or under that you were careless enough to leave on the floor.

Being of oriental breeding (Siamese and Thai Tonkinese), you’ll also be treated to incredible feline sound effects as they express the joy of the hunt.

Concerned about the strength of your curtain rods, towel racks and other places where you hang things? 

Like a performer in the Cirque du Soleil, Melissa will show off her acrobatic tight-rope walking and balancing techniques.  She will climb to, leap upon, walk across, and hang from curtain rods, curtains, bathroom towels, towel racks, shower curtain racks, and laundry drying racks.  And while Melissa is up near your ceiling, she’ll be happy to find any spider webs that you missed while cleaning.

Starlight will sometimes act as “spotter,” but she knows to stay far enough away not to have Melissa land on her.

Spider webs in your basement? 

Starlight’s specialty!  She’ll eat them, including the insects that the spider caught and put up in it’s web-pantry.  Starlight claims this is excellent protein for a feline diet and you’ll never have to take the webs down yourself.

Old, cracked dishes you really want to get rid of, but just can’t get yourself to throw away? 

Just set them in a cabinet and leave the door unlatched.  With one powerful leap, Melissa will send them crashing. Then all you have to do is sweep up the mess!

Please make sure the girls don’t get any glass caught in their feet.  Their natural tendency is to explore the shards while you sweep up.  And don’t worry about missing some pieces of glass, as these two are bound to spot them for you at the most inconvenient moment.

Paper bags full of recycling or waiting to be shredded? 

Starlight and Melissa make the perfect team, strewing papers all over the place.  They will motivate you to get your act together and get the job done.  “Out with the old” is one of their mottoes.

Pillows need rearranging? Linens need changing? 

Melissa and Starlight will take care of it for you while romping and having a great time.  You’ll never feel that making a bed is boring ever again.

Of course, you might have to do a bit of follow-up, as they haven’t perfected getting the fitted sheets tucked in all the way and their hospital corners are not worth discussing.

Bookshelves overflowing?

If you’ve been postponing cleaning them up, Melissa and Starlight will be happy to motivate you by knocking down as much as they can reach, and by now you know that the entire bookcase, no matter how tall, is within their reach!

They will knock down statues, pictures, and anything else you’ve left lying on a shelf in the illusion that the item was in a “safe” zone.  There are no “safe” zones where these two mischief-makers are concerned.

Blu-Ray Player need warming?

You can count on the team from Mischief, Incorporated, to sit on it as soon as they hear the sound of the disk tray  opening.  They will arrive as if by magic, even from far recesses of the house, to make sure that the change of disks is done correctly and that the player warms up sufficiently.

Something stuck in your computer printer?

Starlight has no fear of sticking her paw in to help remove whatever is keeping your printer from working.  My old printer worked for two years without a spring that Starlight removed from it.  I had no idea where the spring belonged, so I could never put it back, but the printer kept going without a hitch.

While actively rearranging (demolishing?) your living space, the team of Starlight and Melissa work smoothly together.  They can make a quick getaway should someone come along who objects to the full expression of their playful talents.  They will run like mad and you’ll be hard-pressed to catch up with them, so be sure to get out of the way when they take off at warp speed or when you hear the sound of galloping coming your way.

These creative souls have no fear of vacuum cleaners or brooms or plastic bags.  Anything that rustles is fair game.  They bring new meaning to the goal of breaking down personal boundaries and attachment to material items.

Senior Advisory Board -  Sakhara and VioletSenior Advisory Board –
Sakhara (left) & Violet (right).

If you’re interested in the services of Mischief, Incorporated, please contact the Senior Advisory Board.  Violet and Sakhara are looking forward to some peace and quiet while the two youngsters are taking your home apart – oops, I meant “checking your home out.”

p.s.  Please note the innocent expressions on all these faces.  From their perspective, they’re just doing the jobs they came to the Earth to do, namely, help humanity shift into higher consciousness.  And I ask you, what human doesn’t need a bit of chaos and fun to get into a higher perspective?  With a team like this, I’ll never be bored again!