Cat-rearing in Nigeria

In the more rural areas of the different states of Nigeria, you can hardly find a home with a cat as a pet. This could be an understatement – you’d probably see a few strays at night, skulking around almost stealthily in search of food or probably just stretching; something they can’t do during the day.

In the more rural areas of the different states of Nigeria, you can hardly find a home with a cat as a pet. This could be an understatement – you’d probably see a few strays at night, skulking around almost stealthily in search of food or probably just stretching; something they can’t do during the day.

Actually, you can see a few cats during the day…smashed on main roads in very public view.

The reason for this is mainly the fact that most diabolic practices in Nigeria involving therianthropy (shapeshifting) have always involved cats. It’s kind of a known fact that witches are generally associated with cats. Therefore, we were mostly brought up being informed that the majority of cats are witches.

So, 2 days ago, I found a stray right outside my house, curled up and in plain sight – in danger. She’s a two-week-old mackerel tabby and she was quite pathetic when I saw her. I said, “Little girl, what the hell are you thinking just balancing in public in broad day light like this. You want to get killed? Your head could be smashed so easily!” Then I wondered where her mother was… Probably dead.

So I took her in. I have had a lot of experience with my friends’cats but I’ve never raised one.

First of all, I had to keep her in a very dusty, unused room outside the main house building because my mom would freak out if she saw a cat in the house, and also because one of my brothers can’t stand her (the cat). When finally introduced to others, my other brother suggested feeding her noodles, and one of my big dogs almost crushed her (out of excitement though, I don’t raise killers).

I had to go to work (I was on my way actually when I saw her) so Ieft her in a huge basket in the dusty room and hurriedly put a light cloth at the base, and a small bowl of milk in there as well. I was told that she shrieked all day.

The days following have been easier, with Google and a few other helpful websites, and my very helpful closest friend, Jemima. Having raised 5 stray siblings on her own, I call her the Cat Whisperer and take her advice very seriously.

I christened the cat Xena, and am currently in search of a suitable home for her. I have 2 dogs and one is quite big; my house is not an option.

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Above is my dog curiously sniffing at the door of the dusty room.

It’s Your Life, Noone Else’s

Why be stuck trying to live up to other people’s expectations? Why shape your life around things that other people think you should do?

I discovered this really great App; Periscope. I realize that not so many people have embraced it yet, but I recommend! It’s fantastic because you get to learn things about people from everywhere in the world(if you follow the right people), and others get the privilege (it’s nothing other than that) to have a feel of what your life is like.

So yesterday, I was viewing some broadcasts and there was one that really interested me, so I decided to share.

This guy is like a backpacker – without the backpack. He spoke about how he is in debt (of about 300 dollars), is practically broke, owns only one complete outfit – minus the bathrobe he was clad in, and has burgers (or any other calorie-congested meal he desires) for breakfast.  Where most of us struggle every day at work and only dream of that island we really want to vacation at, or force ourselves to stick to cabbage and other plant foods (no offence meant, vegans) just to stay in shape, this young man is doing only exactly what he wants to do.

Why be stuck trying to live up to other people’s expectations? Why shape your life around things that other people think you should do?

This guy (I can’t, for the life of me, remember his name) is broke, lacking and in debt, but he’s deliriously happy – and he’s living his life. I’m absolutely not saying you should quit your job and sell your clothes and eat fatty foods all day long because you want to rebel, you’ll just get overweight, really poor and hungry, and you’d hate yourself -or me. I don’t want that. I just think that everybody who has the opportunity to be alive should be happy while doing it.

Test yourself:

  • If you are very reluctant or unenthusiastic every Monday morning when it’s time to get ready for work, that’s not the job for you. It means you don’t like what you do and you don’t enjoy it. If that’s the case, you’d NEVER succeed maximally in that job. Change it. (Take a cue from Claire in the movie “The Boss” if you want to make your exit extra-dramatic).
  • If you only think of ways to promote your business or new ideas for improvement during work hours, means you don’t like your job. The truth is, anything you love, you’d want to see grow. So quit.
  • Ask yourself, “What made me start this job?” If your reason has less to do with yourself than it has to do with money or someone else, then you’re in it for the wrong reasons and you should get out.

Try as much as possible to create a Win-Win situation in every endeavor of your life, never forfeit fulfillment for someone else’s satisfaction. Do what you love, everytime, and you’d be great doing it!

Do you really control your life? Or does your life control you…

Bedroom Happenings Nobody Talks About.

I have a problem with blowjobs. Not that I do not give them(albeit reluctantly), or I don’t envy the women that really make their men happy with a good blow, or that I think they’re stupid. It’s more like it’s more difficult for me to know if he’s being satisfied by it.

Am I the only one who finds some How-To websites a little bit pretentious? There’s a list of methods and things to do right to achieve what you want -in this case,in the bedroom- but the difficulty in achieving those things and the varying results aren’t really discussed.

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I’m in a great relationship, my partner is really good to me, and I’m so grateful to have him in my life. Every single day, I think of ways to let him know that I care about him a lot, to get him useful things that I can afford to buy, to benefit his life in some way, to satisfy  him. Then he comes home after a tiring day and here he gives me an opportunity to satisfy him. “Can you give me a blowjob?” In my mind, I go, “Shit.” The one thing I find really hard to do. Nevertheless, I try. Using all my knowledge from the How-To websites, I get to work. He has grunted and groaned quite a few times, so I know he’s feeling it, but what should I do right? Does going faster or slower feel better? If I go faster, that means I have to suck less, does he like it? If I go slower, does it bore him? And then, when exactly will he come so I know I  did a good job?

Most times, experience teaches a few things about these activities, but I’m not ready to cheat on my partner and I have quite limited experience. I know a lot of women have thought about this but don’t talk about it. It’s time to actually get solutions.

Got contributions? Do you have similar thoughts? Comment below, let’s gist.