Showing posts with label Here Kitty Kitty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Here Kitty Kitty. Show all posts
17 March 2011
Making the bed with Cali
21 November 2010
Thankful for...Second Chances
As you know, because you read my blog, my dog passed away in March. Wednesday, March 3, to be exact. At 1 in the afternoon, to be more exact.
For a long time I counted in days how long she was gone. Then in weeks. Every Wednesday was one Wednesday I was further away from her. Now it's in months. Eight months since I held her little paw in one hand and caressed her face with the other as she drew her last breath.
It still hurts, but the pain isn't as sharp as is was in the beginning. Usually.
This morning I was in Wegmans. Half listening to the oldies playing on the sound system I purchased fruit, read the nutritional contents on a packet of rice, stocked up on soups. I thought of Thanksgiving and Christmas and my lovely niece.
I reached for a carton of eggs when it happened. When I went from thinking normal thoughts to wanting to scream at the top of my lungs to turn off the damn music playing in the store.
Hound Dog, by Elvis Presley was playing.
I can't listen to Hound Dog. I can't. I used to sing it to her. One of the workers who put on my mom's new roof sang it to her every day. Lots of people sang it to her.
I wanted to throw the eggs on the floor and stomp my feet like a petulant child. How could all these people just do their food shopping like nothing was wrong? My dog died, for God's sake!
Okay, so I over-reacted emotionally. So sue me. In reality I just put the eggs in my cart and my eyes welled with tears, which I quickly brushed away. I went on...I finished shopping and came home.
And there they were. My cats. My new loves. My second chances. And I am their second chance as well, for they were given away. Those perfect little ones were just given up. But I think they were given up because they belong with me.
That's one of the great things about these silly lives we've been given. Just when you think all hope has been lost and the road has ended, there's a detour you didn't see coming. And it can lead you to a wonderful new place you didn't expect.
It's Blogger Challenge week and the theme is...Thankful. Please check out Cousin Liz's blog and Toni's blog too!
For a long time I counted in days how long she was gone. Then in weeks. Every Wednesday was one Wednesday I was further away from her. Now it's in months. Eight months since I held her little paw in one hand and caressed her face with the other as she drew her last breath.
It still hurts, but the pain isn't as sharp as is was in the beginning. Usually.
This morning I was in Wegmans. Half listening to the oldies playing on the sound system I purchased fruit, read the nutritional contents on a packet of rice, stocked up on soups. I thought of Thanksgiving and Christmas and my lovely niece.
I reached for a carton of eggs when it happened. When I went from thinking normal thoughts to wanting to scream at the top of my lungs to turn off the damn music playing in the store.
Hound Dog, by Elvis Presley was playing.
I can't listen to Hound Dog. I can't. I used to sing it to her. One of the workers who put on my mom's new roof sang it to her every day. Lots of people sang it to her.
I wanted to throw the eggs on the floor and stomp my feet like a petulant child. How could all these people just do their food shopping like nothing was wrong? My dog died, for God's sake!
Okay, so I over-reacted emotionally. So sue me. In reality I just put the eggs in my cart and my eyes welled with tears, which I quickly brushed away. I went on...I finished shopping and came home.
And there they were. My cats. My new loves. My second chances. And I am their second chance as well, for they were given away. Those perfect little ones were just given up. But I think they were given up because they belong with me.
That's one of the great things about these silly lives we've been given. Just when you think all hope has been lost and the road has ended, there's a detour you didn't see coming. And it can lead you to a wonderful new place you didn't expect.
It's Blogger Challenge week and the theme is...Thankful. Please check out Cousin Liz's blog and Toni's blog too!
06 October 2010
30 July 2010
Dark Shadows
Name: Shadow
Date of Birth: May 1, 2009
Nicknames: Shad, Shady T
Sibling: Cali
Favorite toy: Anything that captures my attention at that moment. I'm a "go with the flow" kind of guy.
Favorite food: Friskies pouches
Favorite "people" foods I have helped myself to": Cereal milk
Favorite thing I like to do, but I'm not allowed to do: Splash the water in the toilet with my foot; put my foot in the cereal milk
Favorite place I'm allowed to be: In my lair, under the sofa
Life motto: As long as someone's there to feed my tummy and rub my cheeks and ears, life will always be good
28 July 2010
Going Back to Cali
Name: Cali
Date of Birth: May 1, 2009
Nicknames: Cals, Super Cali Fragilisticexpialidocious
Sibling: Shadow (brother)
Favorite toy: Fish that suction cups to the sliding glass door
Favorite food: Friskies Pouches
Favorite "people" foods I have helped myself to: Cereal milk, corn cob, turkey bacon and spaghetti sauce
Favorite places I'm not allowed to be, but go anyway 'cause I'm a cat: The dining table, the kitchen counter
Favorite place I'm allowed to be: The bedroom window sill, laying in front of the sliding glass door
Life motto: Why spend time snuggling when you can run at top speed and slide into things?
03 June 2010
Book 'em, Danno
The Crime
Last week PSE&G began digging new electrical lines in Voorhees. At one point during the digging my cable and Internet service went out. I called Comcast and was informed there was a high outage in my area (I assumed the digging hit a cable) and that Comcast would call me when service was restored.
I got the call a few days later, but my Internet was still down. The next day? Still no Internet. When I asked Crazy Julie if hers was fine, she affirmed she had no issues.
"Great," I say to myself, "how freaking hard is this going to be for me to figure out how to fix?"
It's at this point I notice that none of the lights on my wireless router are on. I squeeze behind my bookcases and find my router has been unplugged.
The Suspects
Last week PSE&G began digging new electrical lines in Voorhees. At one point during the digging my cable and Internet service went out. I called Comcast and was informed there was a high outage in my area (I assumed the digging hit a cable) and that Comcast would call me when service was restored.
I got the call a few days later, but my Internet was still down. The next day? Still no Internet. When I asked Crazy Julie if hers was fine, she affirmed she had no issues.
"Great," I say to myself, "how freaking hard is this going to be for me to figure out how to fix?"
It's at this point I notice that none of the lights on my wireless router are on. I squeeze behind my bookcases and find my router has been unplugged.
The Suspects
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