I'm going to tell you about the rest of my day now...

I'm going to tell you about the rest of my day now because I'm in bed and about to put it behind me.

When I was walking Booka this morning I heard the all-too-familiar pop and crackle sound that a limb makes when it's about to fall. Unfortunately, me and Boo were under the tree who made the sound and I didn't have time to see which limb was coming down. In my rush to move us out of the way I accidentally gave him a knee upside his head. That's the last thing I wanted to do especially since he had a seizure only a little over a week ago. But the important thing was that he didn't get hit by the limb - which was actually right above us and sizeable enough to have caused injury had we not moved.

The other notable not-great thing that happened today was right after we put Midna to sleep. Shaun usually holds the animals for that, but I had my sweet Shitty Kitty in my lap on a soft blanket. Once she had passed I had another good cry and a hugged her little body while I did it. I didn't really consider what I already know happens when death comes and I ended up with a smelly liquid down my leg. I'm pretty grateful that I'd left my gym bag in the car over the weekend because I went back into the vet's office and changed my pants before driving home.

The best things about today were these: Shaun stayed home from work to be with me, Dinorah checked on me, and I got a large haul of plant mail. Some of my trading partners were very generous and those packages couldn't have come at a better time.

I feel pretty bad so I'm heading to bed. I didn't get enough sleep last night and had to be up early today. That plus all of the crying I've done has left me with a really rough headache. I'm hoping some rest will do me good. Today kicked me in the teeth, but tomorrow is a new day. I hope you all are doing well. ♥

Sadly, we are down another family member today.

Sadly, we are down another family member today. We had to let our sweet Midna go. She was the first cat Shadow and I had. It was her and the dogs and she so loved them. Her crush was Booka; she loved to lay on him and roll on him and chew his hair. She would fetch and come when you called her name. She was our puppy - cat.

She battled hyperthyroidism and diarrhea for the last few years. She was put on medication and gained back to a healthy weight, but the source of her diarrhea remained unknown. We tried all kinds of food, medication, fiber - nothing helped. She was my Shitty Kitty, but we loved her.

Over the last few days she'd become less talkative. She felt a little dehydrated and was losing interest in food. There was bloody mucous stool near her box and she looked like she was starting to feel bad. We really didn't know what else to do for her so we made the decision to prevent suffering.

I always feel like I never get the timing of this right; in hindsight, I wish we had let ADDC go sooner. We spent time with Midna in the vet's office and gave her lots of treats; she purred and ate treats and explored a bit. She wasn't on death's door so it was hard to make the decision, but a she was already 11 years old and after everything we tried with little improvement it felt like the best thing to do. We didn't want to see her suffer. I wish we could have done the same for ADDC.

Midna was so silly. She loved Wal-Mart bags. She was so goofy and sweet and loved all of the other animals. She liked to suck on blankets, and always answered to her name with a sweet trill. We are all super sad today. 💔😭

Tfw...

Tfw you can't sleep so you start listing prime numbers in your head...

Until they die and throw you into the worst depression of your life.

Until they die and throw you into the worst depression of your life. I went from walking depression to "I need help" real fast when my pack of old-timers started leaving me.

This is cute, but not accurate. Sadness and depression aren't the same. Pets can cheer you up out of sadness. Medication and therapy are needed for depression. Full stop. No shame. Get the help you need and hang in there. ❤

Spring Break isn't off to a good start.

Spring Break isn't off to a good start. When I got home from school I could tell that ADDC was in bad shape. I rushed her to the vet and she was put to sleep.

I asked the vet after it was done if we could see inside her mouth. He showed us and it was rough. He said it looked like cancer and that operating would have been nearly impossible without sending her off to a larger hospital. We really had no choice - especially given the shape she was in today.

Now looking back I'm wondering if she always had a mouth problem. Shadow named her ADDC (A Dumb Drooling Cat) because she was pretty slobbery when she was excited. We adopted her from a reputable rescue and she had been vetted. She didn't show signs of having problems eating and drinking until recently, but something not good could have been the cause of her drooling. We all thought she was just quirky. She was also pretty wiley so we mostly just petted her when she wanted it; otherwise, you'd get scratched and she'd hide. It took me, Shaun, and Kira just to get her in a carrier the other day. 

I don't know. After the vet trip the other day she seemed to be on the upswing. I am really shocked and sad that our drooly, scrappy cat didn't make it.

I am one Advanced Calculus exam away from spring break.

I am one Advanced Calculus exam away from spring break.

Also, my husbang is precious and I love him like the world.

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