Life is kind of funny. It gives you challenges, various experiences, a chance to learn and grow, opportunities for love, and so much more. Maggie’s on her way back from Paris. PARIS! so I’m filling in for her. When I volunteered to do the next blog, I didn’t know how much life had to offer over the coming weeks. So bear with me, I have so many pictures to share with you!
In the past few weeks I’ve been exposed to so many life changes that I think I’ve practically disconnected from reality. There was my neighbors cat, Baxter, OMG, how cute is a seal point lilac Siamese? We looked after him for a day and my kids fell in love with him. He was affectionate, playful, and he is definitely the most adorable kitten I’ve ever seen.
Then there’s Billy the Cat.
14 years ago I met my husband. Well, I met him before that, but we became a ‘couple’ fourteen years ago (15yrs in October). When we celebrated my birthday together for the first time, he took me to the humane society. Why? I’d been talking about the black cat I’d had as a child for a long time. His name: Kahlua; he was the most beautiful black Persian, only he wasn’t a true black, but the deep, deep brown of a Kahlua bottle. I adored him as a child, but he was a loaner (the owners were away on an extended vacation). When he went back to the owners I was devastated. (I was ten.) We found Billy the Cat, the most obnixous, talkative cat of the 10 black cats the humane society had that day. he was young 1.5yrs at the time. I remember bringing him home, him crouching low the the floor because he was in new surroundings and then finally jumping on the back of the couch and look at us like minions in his castle. Nothing was more devastating than saying good-bye to Billy the Cat on May 18. He was my friend and companion for so long, he just got me. He’d been with us through a series of rats, four ferrets, and three dogs. Billy was my best friend and now he’s gone.
Little did I know his absence from our life would devastate my dog the most.
Before:
After:
Scarlett didn’t eat for four days. Mopped around the house, made me more depressed and sad that I had let Billy the Cat slip from this life to the next. She’s feeling better now. But she misses her cat, her chew toy, her best friend in the whole wide world. When she sees cats out on her walk she cries and cries wanting nothing more than to play and cuddle.
Experiences:
I took my kids to see Cavalia. The show and horses = AMAZING! It was a great experience (allergies included) that they got to enjoy with the family–including grandma and great-grandma. The blue-eyed spotted is an Appaloosa, the brown a Canadian (I think), the black the only black Arabian in the show, and the white was a particular favorite. He looked so beautiful on stage, so majestic, that when I saw him in the stable I talked sweet nothings to him while he fell asleep standing up. He is a Spanish Purebred and had the prettiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen.
On top of all this world change and massive experience in animal appreciation, I’ve been under deadline. A crazy deadline that makes me question my sanity on a daily basis. I’ve had day job award ceremony and massive deadlines there, too. Night-time craziness from writing whenever I can find the time to sit at my computer.
Let me tell you–sometimes I find it’s the simple things in life that make me happiest. The first picture is the view outside my windows in May. Crabapple trees bloom for two weeks here in Toronto (only three days this year) and it puts a smile on my face to see it mark the beginning of the warmer weather.
So after this long rambling blog, what have you all been up to? Do you have a few special animals in your life that keep you happy? New experiences soon to come?
