Bad Day, Good Day
Bad: Another one of my mom's kittens died. Sigh. That is the third kitten in a month. First- she was given a feral kitten whose mother was hit by a car, the kitten had some horrible anemia and died almost before she knew it was sick, but not before my two kiddos had completely bonded with Sugar and I had taken 20 photos.
Second and Third - Adopted from the Seminole County Animal Shelter, picked out by my kids with her help. Named them Black and Whiskers, they came home with the viral respiratory infection that is rampant in shelters, apparently. After a trip to the vet first-thing (and sub-cutaneous fluids), she had to hand-feed them goat's milk and sardines, they seemed to improve, they started eating and frolicking, so the kids bonded. Yesterday, she woke to find Black had died during the night, brought Whiskers to the vet where she was put in ICU and given more fluids, only to die today.
I keep having to have these difficult conversations with Max. He's actually okay though. He has a serene attitude about it, and suggested yesterday that maybe Meemaw should get a grown-up cat who is stronger.
But, it still makes him sad, and it is hard for me to have watched him get so excited and fall in love the first time, only to distance himself a bit with the next two, and now to be somewhat resigned. I want him to have the experience of interacting and bonding with a pet without fearing it is going to die immediately. Darn those husband allergies!
Good: My friend Kristin visited with her brand-new son Logan. He is adorable and strong and sweet-tempered, and she looks so happy and glowing! I got to hold him for quite a while, which always puts me in a baby love mood, just what I needed today.
Also good: I heard that one of my best friends has a new job. Not an easy feat in this job market, and she's thrilled and excited, and so am I! (Of course, mine is somewhat selfish, as her new schedule will allow our families to spend more time together. Yay!)
And, always good: My children made me laugh, I didn't yell (much), and I made a delicious dinner. The little things are really the big things.
Second and Third - Adopted from the Seminole County Animal Shelter, picked out by my kids with her help. Named them Black and Whiskers, they came home with the viral respiratory infection that is rampant in shelters, apparently. After a trip to the vet first-thing (and sub-cutaneous fluids), she had to hand-feed them goat's milk and sardines, they seemed to improve, they started eating and frolicking, so the kids bonded. Yesterday, she woke to find Black had died during the night, brought Whiskers to the vet where she was put in ICU and given more fluids, only to die today.
I keep having to have these difficult conversations with Max. He's actually okay though. He has a serene attitude about it, and suggested yesterday that maybe Meemaw should get a grown-up cat who is stronger.
But, it still makes him sad, and it is hard for me to have watched him get so excited and fall in love the first time, only to distance himself a bit with the next two, and now to be somewhat resigned. I want him to have the experience of interacting and bonding with a pet without fearing it is going to die immediately. Darn those husband allergies!
Good: My friend Kristin visited with her brand-new son Logan. He is adorable and strong and sweet-tempered, and she looks so happy and glowing! I got to hold him for quite a while, which always puts me in a baby love mood, just what I needed today.
Also good: I heard that one of my best friends has a new job. Not an easy feat in this job market, and she's thrilled and excited, and so am I! (Of course, mine is somewhat selfish, as her new schedule will allow our families to spend more time together. Yay!)
And, always good: My children made me laugh, I didn't yell (much), and I made a delicious dinner. The little things are really the big things.
posted by Jenny Wadley @ 9:41 PM
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