Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Over the last few days my sanity has taken a hit.

Over the last few days my sanity has taken a hit.

We frankened a working pet gate from two older pet gates.  The one that was taller is the one we ended up using.  Unfortunately, it was covered in Nappy's "nose art" and had to be cleaned.  I felt like I just washed the last piece of her out of my life.  🙁

Midna (my 10 year old cat) is very sick.  She's had runny poop for years, but no one could find anything wrong with her.  She was otherwise healthy; the only real downside is that she sometimes didn't make it to the litter box.  Over the last few days she lost her appetite and was just leaking diarrhea constantly and I assumed that she was having a final downturn.  I took her to the vet fully expecting that they would tell me there is nothing left to be done for her, but she's on medication and now my hopes are up.  I guess I don't get a break from rollercoaster emotions right now.

I had a salad with pickles last night.  I realized as I cut the pickle skins off that Emma wasn't there to eat them for me.  She always loved pickle skins.  That was a punch to the heart, as well.

I've been lazy for days and just finally loaded the dishwasher.  Among all of our used dishes were the dishes we used to try to nurse Bun back to health.  Ouch.

Of course the weather was stressful and I'm just now realizing the extent of the damage at JSU.  I am in panic mode.  I don't mean to sound selfish, but what does this mean for us - the students?  Will my degree be delayed?  Will we finish this semester?  I am positively petrified.

And of course my Facebook is blowing up with Happy Tails Lost & Found Pets of Calhoun County requests and posts needing approval.  It is such a sad day.  I hope everyone finds their loved ones safe and sound.

I hope you all are doing well.  I have been mostly ok, but today I am not.  I'm off to clean my house and immerse myself in homework so that I can feel I have a semblance of control over something.

Monday, March 19, 2018

Frank Fleming! Nooo! 😭😭😭

Frank Fleming! Nooo! 😭😭😭

https://www.al.com/news/birmingham/2018/03/renowned_alabama_artist_frank.html

Friday, March 16, 2018

Bun is free of her illness now.

Bun is free of her illness now. I'm gonna miss her sassy little nub butt. 😭 Rest in Peace, sweet girl. ❤️

Bun is walking around and drinking water.

Bun is walking around and drinking water.  Why is it that every time I say "It's time." she suddenly seems a bit improved the next day?  Then we wait and she seems worse again.  I feel like life is playing a cruel joke on us.

I think my only option right now is to judge her by the quality of her life.  Even on the best day she's had all week I wouldn't want to keep her in that state.  She had enough energy a little bit ago to walk around and see all of the cats she knows since she's been in my bedroom so she can have special care.  We feel like she was saying goodbye.  I would rather she go out on a high note, anyway.

Thursday, March 15, 2018

Y'all, it's been a week.

Y'all, it's been a week.  Bun had some improvement and gave us hope, but she is getting weak again.  It has felt terrible putting her through all of this; the original plan was to do fluids over last weekend and a round of antibiotics.  We've been doing fluids all week because she was improving but was still dehydrated; it made my day when she tried to eat on her own.  But she's slowly losing the ground she gained health-wise and I don't know why.

Unless by some miracle she is doing a ton better in the morning we're going to have to say goodbye to our kitten.  We have tried, and she has tried.  I can't bear to put her through anymore.  Sometimes I hate myself for trying; she could have been spared a terrible week.

I would like to wish...

I would like to wish a very happy birthday to my Man-Cub, Shadow.  It's hard to believe that he is 18 YEARS OLD already.

Obviously I am never done, but I have to say that it has been amazing getting to be his mom so far.  From the start he was the happiest and funniest kid.  He was rarely any trouble for me.  He was content to fight invisible ninjas or dance or sing or just play in general by himself.  By 4th grade he was setting an alarm and catching the bus for school, screaming "Bye mom, I love you!" as he went.  If nothing else, I think he got my independent streak.

I have thoroughly enjoyed watching him grow and develop into the wonderful person he is today.  He is good-looking, smart, funny, kind, and talented - and he still has his whole life in front of him!  I can't wait to see what he does out in the world.  I am so proud of him already that I don't even have words.

Happy Birthday, kiddo.  I love you like the world.  ❤