Eat Too Much

Sometimes, you gotta eat too much

and not give a sh*t!

I hope everyone enjoyed their Christmas break.

(pic taken 2012)

Christmas Grieve

This is another one of those hurdles that we all go through in the first year of a kitty's passing. 

Every year for the past 14 years I have either babysat Mousie and had Xmas lunch with her, or got to see her between the Christmas and New Year break.

  It is a corner that needs to be turned, but no less painful.

(pics taken Xmas 2015)

Almost There

We are almost at the end of one of the most awful years ever

Thank G'd!

(pic taken January 2012)

The 6 - Month Mark

It's 6 months to the day that I lost Mousie. It has not been easy for me. As you all know there are good days and bad. When you think you're ok, it sneaks up from behind and pulls the rug out from under you. The summer was the worst, and as soon as the weather started to change, I started to come to terms with it.

 Or so I thought. I have not done any pet-sitting as I don't feel ready to do so. Of course I see animals when I am out and about, but as I live in a predominantly urban area, The pets I see are mostly dogs - the enemy! I do see cats on occasion. When I do, I believe it is her - through them - checking up on me. (Don't worry, I haven't lost my marbles, hear me out on this one.) When I am at my local gym in the evening, there is a black and white tom that walks by the window sometimes and just stands and stares at me. It's like she is saying thru him: ''Yo, dude, you okay down there?" and I'm like, 'No! not at all. But hanging in there. Just.'

 And she's like, ' C'mon, don't be ridiculous. I'm okay now. I'm not in pain any more, so get a grip.' 

Okay Mouse. I'll try.

(pics from 2011 and 2014)

Practical Joke

This year was a joke,

right?

(pic taken Summer 2014)