Honestly not really in the spirit of the celebrating. This has got to be the Year of pet loss at Casa de Cuckoo.
As I was settling in yesterday for my first Monday without the Boo Boo Head to pester me while I perused stuff on the computer, Shelley's cat who has been confined to living in only Shelley's bedroom because Cybella and Sunny double teamed her and bullied her into staying in and never venturing out, I was thrilled that I had a companion at the keyboard. Thrilled until I got a good look at her precious little face.
Her name is Toady. Well her real name I don't know. That's what she's called. Princess Gabriella Toadstool's nose was all raw and looked very painful. I got her to let me look at it and it looks like she's gotten into a tussle or that she stuck her nose where it didn't belong. But I knew it was another trip to the vet. 3 times in less than a week with three different cats. OMG
First we took Uma in for her shots, then Sunny to say goodbye and now Toady for an exam.
When Shelley called an told me what the vet said.....I had the wind knocked out of me. Toady has cancer. I don't even think the words sunk in. All I wanted to do was go to bed and sleep. And so I did. I took Uma and we went and curled up and slept until Shellley got home from getting GK from school.
I can honestly say that I am bone tired of saying good bye to fur babies. And I had just begun to say hello to poor Toady. Odin last November, Cybella in August, Sunny last week and in the not too distant future Princess Toadstool. Cybella and Toady were rescued just this year. We did not have all that much time with them. I know there are other things that are far more important and life altering in the world for others and I feel badly for all but for this moment....I'm just weary.
I'm not writing this for your sympathy. You have all been extremely kind to us with our recent losses. I just needed to write it down this morning so that I can process it all. This is just crazy and a bit more than too much.
Toady has joined me in my craft cubby/computer area. Has taken up the high post on my pile of felted wool, adding her white cat hair for texture I suppose. I of course will love her and spoil her for as long as we have left, now that she is free to roam the whole house. She and Uma are having a talk about who should be the Queen of the wool pile and I will enjoy their talking and vying for attention. Ellie Mae is under the work table close to the heater vent and we are a group of females enjoying a moment. I must keep the snapshot in my mind's eye of this scene.
Hug your furbabies close. You never know when you will have to say fare thee well sweet spirit.