Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Annabelle's Antics

Annabelle has found the spot that Grace used quite often to nap in.
Doesn't she look stunning?
Those BIG amber eyes are just so beautiful. 

Today we took Boo to the Vet. It was time for her to be retested for hypercalcemia. I won't hold my breath but we may have results by tomorrow. Annabelle had to go with us because ... she won't let me hold her long enough to clip her claws. So she had a pawicure. I found the small cat carrier I used for Abby she wasn't fond of. In fact I had a heck of a time getting her to stay in it. So I am looking for recommendations of what you use and how you like your carriers. I need to have a second one for when I take more than one cat to the Vet. I have a Sherpa carrier now which is OK but I am not super thrilled with it, I guess it's the aesthetics of it. Because it's been through a lot and still looks and works well. Any thoughts would be appreciated. Thanks!

Our lovely Vet told us today that yesterday the donation we made of Abby's oxygen tent helped save the life of a kitten that had been brought in with pneumonia. My girl she's still giving back. It was very special to hear that today. I am so glad that Abby still is making a difference.

Monday, April 14, 2014

Sleepy Mancat Monday

Ping has discovered a nice new cozy spot to take a quiet nap in!

We want to thank our friend Marty from Musings with Marty for the lovely award which was started by Nerissa from Nerissa's Life to celebrate 100,000 visits to her blog. 
We think that is a very impressive feat and we hope you will take this award and share it with others who may not have received it yet. Thank you again Marty we are most thankful for your friendship!!!

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Traveling The Fine Line

Things have soften. Memories that used to cut like a razors edge that sliced at me from the inside, are hazier and don't leave as much damage as they once did.
Talking about Abby often results in a smile almost as much as tear. Most of the time, it's both. And the tears are a testament to a bittersweet love story, not the fathomless depth of blackness.
The idea of never seeing her again doesn't rip and tear its way through my body like it used to. It still floats at the edge of disbelief, but it doesn't injure me like it used to.

Thoughts about the future don't terrify or mystify me anymore. They aren't lost in that gray fog as much. They seem warmer, brighter and ever so slightly more imaginable. A future seems possible. The present is easier to bear.
I believe we often think of grief as traveling on a line that goes from the first, worst moments to many many years away when you're as "better". We think that if we suddenly have a set back and feel worse again, that we think of it as traveling backwards on that line and that we undid all our work and we're back at square one. But in reality, it's more like we've just temporarily stepped off the tracks. We get back on at the same place we got off. That must explain why, over time, I've had setbacks but have recovered more quickly after each one, and continued to make improvements despite many setbacks and struggles.

It's because I didn't go back. I just went off track for a bit and got right back to the path as soon as I'd gathered my strength again.

I've felt as though it's hopeless when I've have those setbacks. I've felt as though I'll never be better and I'm just retracing my steps, but I don't think I am now. I think I'm just stepping away for a bit but not losing ground. Every day of those worst times made me stronger, though it felt like the opposite. Every day was progress, though I couldn't see it then. Every day got me farther and farther down that road toward better, and the detours just took me off-road, into the woods from time to time.

Even if things begin to feel sharp and dangerous and thoughts slice me up from the inside again, I'll find my way back to the path and start right where I left off, stronger than before. I never turned around and walked backwards.

All those miles were hard-won and have not been in vain. 
Today I cannot help but remember though the 8 long months it's been.
I remember Abby.
I will always remember.

love knows not
its own depth
until the hour
of separation.
~Kahil Gibran 

Friday, April 11, 2014

Feline Friday Fun

Annabelle had so much fun with the nip nanner she conked out!


We're joining Rascal and Rocco's Pet Parade #36.
Co-hosted by:
Jan's Funny Farmers
Barking from the Bayou
Love is Being Owned By A Huskie.
We hope you'll hop on!

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Nap time and a big THANKFUL

Ahhhhh I'm nice and cozy (for about 2 seconds) who would like to join me?
And I'm oh so 
to have such a nice home and comfy bed.
We're joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop.

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Tuesday, April 08, 2014

Annabelle Noir

 Annabelle and her Neko.
 She LOVES this toy.
She is obsessed with it. I have it in a drawer in the bedroom and if I go anywhere near that drawer it means the Neko must come out and Annabelle MUST zoom zoom around the room until it's good and deadded!

Monday, April 07, 2014

A Rare Mancat Monday With Jinx

Mr Jinx is looking high and low for his lady friend Ashton. Ashton do you think you could come and snuggle with Jinx on the porch today?