My cat died last night, and it was really quite devastating. She was old – just about 16-years-old to be exact, and she lived with us for 15 years. We have been feeling that this day was hidden somewhere in the shadows just waiting to sneak up us, but never did I think that the end would happen so suddenly with no warning. One minute she was eating her breakfast with vigor and the next she was fighting for breath. I suppose we’ll never really know what happened, but truthfully, what does it matter anyway? We’re not getting her back, and we can all find comfort in knowing that she spent her last moments feeling the love pouring out of us.
I haven’t felt inspired to write lately, and even though I am extraordinary busy with work and school, writing during my free moments just hasn’t felt natural. I hadn’t planned on writing about our cat dying either even though I have paid tribute to each of our pets as they crossed over the Rainbow Bridge over the years.
So what changed my mind you might all be wondering? Simple. It was the power of kindness.
When Nutmeg died last night, I posted a picture of her on Facebook and sent a RIP message out to the world. I am absolutely moved and kind of dumbfounded, too, by the result. Friends from all parts of my life left their beautiful remarks, but what really amazed me was the amount of strangers that wrote to me, too. One woman emoted, “I don’t even know you and I’m crying. I dread this day. Condolences.”
She summed up the sentiment. Our pets touch us in ways that people just can’t. They speak to our gentlest sides and somehow know what we are feeling and offer comfort in their loving gaze. Their stare speaks volumes – perhaps a deeper language than even the spoken word.
So with all that kindness comes inspiration. I feel so connected to my fellow pet lovers, because they get it, and that is a beautiful thing.
My song of the day is by the Pretenders. “I’ll Stand By You” is the ultimate show of support, and I am feeling it all around. Thank you friends. xo
The other day, when my family and I were headed to PACC (Pima Animal Care Center), the song “Animals” by Maroon 5 came on the radio. We all commented that the song was so fitting. We left PACC that morning after adopting a kitten, and the song was playing again. I promised my kids I would use it as a song of the day the day that Candy, our 9-month-old kitten came home to us to join our family.
So here we are. Last night was the night. Candy came home.
We had been preparing for her, and knew that she would be spending her first few days in our home in my daughter’s room. This would separate her from the other pets in our house as she was adjusting and recovering from her surgery of getting spayed.
We opened her box, and she was scared. Four sets of human eyes staring down on her as she trembled in the box.
My husband gently lifted her out, and with coaxing words we welcomed her to our family.
And then….the worst case scenario happened. She made a run for it. Unfortunately, there was really nowhere for her to go, and so she went to the one place we never thought of as a possibility. She jumped into the opening of my daughter’s toy box, and in true Winnie-the-Pooh fashion, she got stuck.
She was howling. I can only imagine how painful it was after her surgery. No one could touch her. She was hissing and trying to squirm out. Finally, my husband brilliantly took one of my daughter’s dolls and pushed her back through with it. She was safe, but absolutely terrified. There are no more pictures of her from the rest of the night, because dear little Candy needed peace and quiet. She has been hiding ever since, and hopefully, our rocky start will only be a brief moment in history when we look back on her homecoming.
For now, here’s “Animals” as the song of the day as promised. Stay tuned, I’ll let you know how this plays out in a few days.
I just used the song “I Want Candy” by Bow Wow Wow as my song of the day 2 months ago. At the time I was writing about the evil temptation of Halloween candy being in the house. Today, I am using the song for a much different purpose.
It was also 2 months ago (only 4 days after the original “I Want Candy” blog) that our beloved cat of 14 years, Turtle Dove, died. She lived a good long life, but we were devastated. That’s when the begging started.
“Mom!!! Can we please adopt a new cat,” coaxed my tear-stained daughter. I explained that we had enough pets (2 cats and 2 dogs), but my children are used to a household with lots of animals, and my daughter just couldn’t understand why we wouldn’t bring one more home. She wanted one that was HER cat. We swore that we would not even entertain the idea until our Golden Retriever, Sunny, was 100% housebroken.
Well, he’s finally housebroken, and the begging continued. Then, our local animal shelter (PACC) announced that they would be having free adoptions all weekend due to over crowding. Our consummate animal lover daughter was quick to bring this to our attention, and before we knew it, she was naming her 9-month-old all black domestic medium haired feline, Candy. Candy comes home on Tuesday after she is spayed, and it looks like we have one more fur ball to add to the family. Without further ado, blog readers, here is Candy…
And one more time, 2 months later, here is “I Want candy” by Bow Wow Wow.
My dogs would like you to believe that they are so tough. They chase our cats around and show strangers who’s boss by trying to hump their legs when they dare enter into our house. (Yes, I know this is an issue)
It is all a front though. You should see them when it rains. All of their macho vibrato flies out the window as they cower back in fear over just a few little itty bitty raindrops. It’s like I can hear their thoughts. “You mean you want us to go outside in that,” they seem to be saying as they glare at me when I open the door to let them out.
What is it with dogs and rain? I mean – if you gotta go – you gotta go. I’m curious if other dog owners have the same experience and what they do with their dogs on a rain day. Please, chime in. I’d love to hear what your dogs do in the rain.
For now, if my dogs could pick the song of the day, I know this would be it. “Who’ll Stop the Rain” by Creedence Clearwater Revival is a perfect fit. Woof!
Oh no! My baby girl just woke up in tears. I hate seeing her sad…especially first thing in the morning.
Here’s the story. She was so proud of herself. She had found this Monster High Werewolf Doll she had been wanting on Ebay for half the price of what it is worth. We were pretty impressed that she took it upon herself to research it and price it out, so we bid on Ebay and won the bet for her.
The doll arrived, and it was a seriously treasured item for our little girl. Not only was it something that she wanted, but she was so pleased with herself that she had negotiated a fine deal. My hubby, an expert in bargain shopping, couldn’t have done better.
You all must know where this story is leading…to an unhappy ending. Unfortunately, we have a dog who is a chewer. My kids should have learned by now that if you leave toys lying around, that there is no guarantee of their survival in our house. That, blog friends, is the case of this story. Her cute little doll has been destroyed. Our “bad to the bone” doggie ate an arm and chewed up a foot.
Tears! Big tears upon the discovery! I tried explaining that werewolves get in fights, and her little dollie must have been in a brutal one in the middle of the night. I got an eye roll and just more tears. Guess my story wasn’t very consoling.
So…we are on Ebay and Amazon again looking for another doll, and our girl has had a hard lesson learned.
My song of the day is for our rotten furry friend who is in the dog house this morning! “Bad to the Bone” by George Thorogood sums it ups perfectly. No treats for him today!
Is it strange that ever since Halloween I can’t stop gazing at this picture of my daughter?
She’s just so beautiful in her Little Red Riding Hood costume, and it’s not just her outer appearance either. She is glowing from within, and it shows in her eyes.
Sometimes when I look at her, I can’t believe how lucky I am to have such an amazing child. She’s not only beautiful, but my little girl is just about the kindest and most caring soul I have ever met. It’s just a part of her heart.
My son is amazingly handsome and intelligent, too, but today, I am focusing on my girl.
There’s an app that’s become popular among her friends called “Video Star,” it allows you to make a video to a recorded song. My daughter’s made a ton of these videos over the last few weeks, but the one she made last night is so representative of who she is. The song is called “Cute Overload,” and the whole video zeros in our pets.
So, my song of the day is my beautiful girl’s video called “Cute Overload,” because to me, that is exactly what she is, and I am seriously blessed to be in the presence of all that cuteness every single day.
For those of you who didn’t read my blog yesterday, on Wednesday morning at 5:45 am, my dog was bitten by a rattlesnake in my backyard. It was a really scary 24 hours, and his face blew up like a balloon. Check this out.
Well, as Dinah Washington said, “What a Difference a Day Makes.” Last night, we noticed our Bender was panting really fast, so my husband and daughter paid one more visit to the vet. Fortunately, the panting was not caused by complications from the venom, but it was caused from all the pain he’s in. He was already wearing a narcotic pain patch, but they felt it was necessary to also give him oral pain relievers on top of it.
By some miracle, just that one little trip to the vet helped him immensely. Check out his face this morning! So much better!
According to the vets, venom travels down the body, so now he is experiencing the swelling in his chest. It’s just crazy how this works!
Bender still has a long road to recovery. The vet warned that it could take a couple of weeks, but it feels so good to be able to say that the emergency seems behind us.
My song of the day is so lovely, and I am really appreciating its lyrics today. Oh, “What a Difference a Day Makes!”