Oh, how sweet. First two panels, Randie’s sad about the loss of her friend. Then in panel three, she finds a memento of their relationship, and look, the sadness is gone.
Better check on the fish.
Learning to close her windows when she leaves may be a good thing.
E/O… Your last name wouldn’t happen to be…Soprano, or perhaps, Corleone?
brig… In all seriousness, kudos for broaching a serious topic way beyond homeless Rudy.
Twinks likely struggles with RAD or PTSD.
RAD is reactive attachment disorder and illustrates sociopaths and psychopaths. The first being socially oriented, the latter self oriented. In both cases individuals are screaming inside with a vast torrent of raging early-in-life grief emotions, but block it out for perservation sake. Doing it so well, that they will show no outward emotions, can wreak major destruction and then pass a polygraph as being purely innocent. For them the worst kind of interactions are those with people being kind to them, because it causes their inner chaos to surface, generally with disasterous effect on the do-gooder. Tense passively hostile relations are the most soothing for these folks. For RAD, think of “Goodwill Hunting” or those living through childhood abuse, rape, foster home shuffling.
PTSD is post traumatic stress disorder. For such, think of those experiencing disturbing separation or loss-filled survival threats, events as twisters, tidal waves, wars (Iraq, Afghanistan, Vietnam) , fires, hurricanes. Smaller scale events such as assaults, car crashes, spider bites, failed tests can also create lasting effects. There is some overlap between RAD and PTSD, only the first stays with it’s sufferer (is kept inside), while the second can be passed on to others (think campfire ghost stories). With PTSD, though, triggers will flare up flash-back episodes that the struggler will try to desparately escape…at all costs…fighting his or her way out if needed.
These two emotional near-collapses are long-lasting, self-sustaining and are perhaps the most difficult of all psychoses to resolve.
If Randie is to keep afloat financially, she really really has to find a way to get that cat to Portland. As a cat owner, I can tell you, they are NOT cheap animals to keep. Finding a way to ship it to Portland may be expensive now, but will save her a ton of money in the long run.
Hee hee. Chug… good advice for Randie. First she has to catch the little punk!
FFFFF or FUH! or Frickin’ Frackin’ CAT!
All life, EofO, is a matter of perspective, if you follow the ways of the force. Clearly, Twinkie is on the dark side.
Stick: Seriously? Spider bites? I think that musta happened to me somewheres… it is why I harbor a deep fear of the bloody things! (truly… fangs and all)…. and I’ve repressed stuff. I think. Because I squish the *&%% things… clearly rage and childhood fear and nightmares and… um, what were we talking about again?
Oh, how sweet. First two panels, Randie’s sad about the loss of her friend. Then in panel three, she finds a memento of their relationship, and look, the sadness is gone.
Better check on the fish.
Learning to close her windows when she leaves may be a good thing.
Oh, Randie closes her windows and doors… it’s that Twinkie is the Houdini of the feline sort.
Perhaps the words “Take care of Twinkie” might be construed in different ways…
See, for me, I see that less of a FUH! and more of a FFFFFFFFFF…. 🙂
E/O… Your last name wouldn’t happen to be…Soprano, or perhaps, Corleone?
brig… In all seriousness, kudos for broaching a serious topic way beyond homeless Rudy.
Twinks likely struggles with RAD or PTSD.
RAD is reactive attachment disorder and illustrates sociopaths and psychopaths. The first being socially oriented, the latter self oriented. In both cases individuals are screaming inside with a vast torrent of raging early-in-life grief emotions, but block it out for perservation sake. Doing it so well, that they will show no outward emotions, can wreak major destruction and then pass a polygraph as being purely innocent. For them the worst kind of interactions are those with people being kind to them, because it causes their inner chaos to surface, generally with disasterous effect on the do-gooder. Tense passively hostile relations are the most soothing for these folks. For RAD, think of “Goodwill Hunting” or those living through childhood abuse, rape, foster home shuffling.
PTSD is post traumatic stress disorder. For such, think of those experiencing disturbing separation or loss-filled survival threats, events as twisters, tidal waves, wars (Iraq, Afghanistan, Vietnam) , fires, hurricanes. Smaller scale events such as assaults, car crashes, spider bites, failed tests can also create lasting effects. There is some overlap between RAD and PTSD, only the first stays with it’s sufferer (is kept inside), while the second can be passed on to others (think campfire ghost stories). With PTSD, though, triggers will flare up flash-back episodes that the struggler will try to desparately escape…at all costs…fighting his or her way out if needed.
These two emotional near-collapses are long-lasting, self-sustaining and are perhaps the most difficult of all psychoses to resolve.
So…uh…good luck with Twinks…bye now.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH*****!!!
Now to catch Twinkie, then Beebs….
I think Randie’s a new tenant of Twinkie.
If Randie is to keep afloat financially, she really really has to find a way to get that cat to Portland. As a cat owner, I can tell you, they are NOT cheap animals to keep. Finding a way to ship it to Portland may be expensive now, but will save her a ton of money in the long run.
Hee hee. Chug… good advice for Randie. First she has to catch the little punk!
FFFFF or FUH! or Frickin’ Frackin’ CAT!
All life, EofO, is a matter of perspective, if you follow the ways of the force. Clearly, Twinkie is on the dark side.
Stick: Seriously? Spider bites? I think that musta happened to me somewheres… it is why I harbor a deep fear of the bloody things! (truly… fangs and all)…. and I’ve repressed stuff. I think. Because I squish the *&%% things… clearly rage and childhood fear and nightmares and… um, what were we talking about again?