Well, I had a rotten week last week. I know, we all have them. Doesn’t prevent me from feeling rather sorry for myself when I’m raked over the coals.
(By the way, of course the moment I wrote that I had to go surfing to find the origin of the saying “raked over the coals” – I find it quite appropriate in my case.)
Raking people over the coals was something that was practiced in Europe a few centuries ago. If people suspected that you were practicing witchcraft, or that you didn’t believe in things that the church said, then you were accused of being a heretic and dragged over red-hot coals of a slow fire. If you survived the ordeal, then you were declared innocent. If you didn’t, well it was just too bad.
Anyway, back to my bad week. When you have an opinion, you’re bound to run into people that disagree with you. That’s rather obvious and pretty inevitable. Sometimes the disagreements can turn a bit nasty, and that happened in two cases this week. Someone disagreed with me on the prevalence of pancreatitis (and hometesting cats’ blood sugar levels, and feeding canned food) – someone else disagreed with me on… well, honestly, I’m not sure, but I think they had an issue with the canned food as well (but on the opposite end of the spectrum – person “A”, Eddie/Pat, felt canned should never be fed, only dry – and person “B” felt canned food should never be fed, only raw.) While I personally think raw is probably the best diet we can feed our feline friends, I don’t take issue with feeding canned. I feed canned to my foster cats, and my own cats on occasion.
Anyway, I was lamenting the fact that it was a stellar week for the Lynette Haters Club (standing room only) last week to my friends Glenn and April. Well, since I have such WONDERFUL friends, they promptly decided to cheer me up with a “We Love Lynette Fan Club” on Facebook.
Yes, I joined. Glenn pointed out that was a bit narcissistic, but since the Lynette Haters aren’t members of the club, I don’t much care.
Mel isn’t sure what we’ll do on this group. Hmmm… not sure, but I hope it involves snacks. (No, sugar rehab isn’t going particularly well. I’ve rather fallen off the wagon.) Maybe the point is just to let the Lynette Haters Club members wonder what we’re doing, and whether we’re having fun doing it.
Oooh.. I just discovered the spellcheck feature of the blog… that’s helpful. Anyone else found their spelling abilities have decreased as technology has increased? I used to do quite well in spelling bees, actually – but now found I’m a bit spellcheck dependant.
One last item of note – I am giving myself a “break” of sorts from a few of the many activities I find myself busy with, and hope to do a bit more writing. Cheaper than therapy, as April says.
“To avoid criticism do nothing, say nothing, be nothing.” ~Elbert Hubbard
Update: According to some of the “Lynette Haters”, I am now selling different canned foods and has some kind of business arrangement with these companies. I’m misrepresenting myself on online forums, by not explicitly disclosing that I have a financial stake in selling certain brands of canned food.
Um, perhaps I haven’t disclosed that I sell canned food – because I don’t? Perhaps I haven’t disclosed this financial stake because there isn’t one? If you look at my little business’s website, you’ll see I sell some raw pet food components, as well as dehydrated and freeze-dried food and treats. No canned food. I sell things primarily because it saves me a bit of money feeding my cats to buy wholesale and/or get a distributor’s discount. Last year (2007) I had a whopping $700 LOSS on this little business. That’s after considering the bit of income I had cat-sitting. So, Lynette Haters, you can continue your false and libelous campaign, but I would hope any intelligent person could quickly determine you’re full of it.
Source: http://xkcd.com/
Life of the Lintee Bean 
Being raked over the coals is better than water method. They tied the poor woman’s thumbs to her toes and threw her in the pond. If she sank she was innocent (but also drowned), if she floated she was a witch (the reasoning being that you needed to be light to fly on a broomstick). I am thrilled that we have passed that stage stupidity but it seems that people are still stuck in another stupidity: forgetting that practicing free speech requires respecting it too.
Having said that, I just LOVE the fact that WE have a secret club now and are planning loads of interesting things that include coconuts, Valentino (now would that be the designer or the actor) and fluffy white cats.
and BROWNIES! Don’t forget the brownies!
LOL, should I join the Lynette Haters Club, too, or start one of my own? I don’t have a blog, so I’ll borrow yours, Lintee Bean, if that’s OK.
I, too, have been accused of the same hateful thing – selling canned food and being in collusion with the PFI. Hmmph…I sell jewelry, and I doubt cans of cat food would look good in my jewelry case.
The funny thing about that Person B – they tell every one to feed only raw food, on those same online forums, yet fail to disclose that they are a dealer for the raw food they push so hard or that they have a financial stake in it.
Sounds like the pot calling the kettle black, to me.
So, move over, pass the brownies, and let me hold the cat – we’re in good company!
Barb, you are welcome to use my blog! š
However, I would hope you would not join the Lynette Haters club. š¦
Besides, there is standing room only in the Lynette Haters club, whereas there is plenty of seats open in the We Love Lynette fan club! So, I’ll send you an invite… and save you a brownie! š
Well, color my face red – didn’t mean the Haters club, but the Fan club – you knew that, tho, huh? Thanks for the invite!
Perhaps it was a slip of the tongue, Barb, and your true feelings have been revealed! š
I don’t think you’re much of a “hater”… though if we start a “Kibble Hating club”, I am IN!