I emerge!

Four weeks ago tomorrow I came home from a great vacation to Washington DC and PA to a house with one less cat. Kikyo, my darling Siamese princess. I've no idea how or why she got out, where she went to, who saw her. I've done everything I can think of to find her or help her find her own way back home. My cats are my children and when my favorite kid went missing, I became a wreck. It's only in the last week that I can look at a picture of her without breaking down.

Some people cannot understand this pain and how someone might react to it, so less than a week after finding Kikyo was gone, I was also going through a very messy breakup of a four month relationship.

I didn't know anything about the animal microchipping process before this. But now my two boys have them. When my youngest, Ben, was at the vet I learned he has a heart murmur. So he went to a cat cardiologist. Ben has a nasty genetic heart disease that is very progressed for being three years old. I have meds for him now, but now I have the problem of how to administer them. I need to find the smelliest food out there, he can smell the small dosage in anything I've given him so far.

Then the icing on the cake, one of my degus has cataracts. The two of them will be 4 this summer. I've heard degus live anywhere from 2-10 years, depending on what site I visit. Other than one having one clouded eye and both being very fat, they seem otherwise very healthy and happy.

All that happened in the first two weeks. How do deal with this much negative emotional stress? I went to a psychologist, but they're mostly the same as writing in a journal, just 30 minutes of me talking out loud. I bought myself a sweet ring, a promise ring to myself. Promise to never give up hope on Kikyo finding her way home. Promise to Ben to take the best care of him I can. His disease will shorten his life so I want to make it the best life he can have. Promise to listen to my brain more in relationships, so I'll see the warning signs and not get too deep into something with the wrong person. I've taken up yoga at home and Tae Kwon Do at a local school. I've started playing World of Warcraft again after seven months off. Basically, I'm doing everything *I* want to do. And it's really making me feel great. Physically and emotionally.

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Jamie, I know I don't know you that well, but I hope this gets better for you. I hope the cat comes back, and all your pets have long, healthy lives. There are so many animals out there in bad homes; your pets are really lucky. I hope your heart heals from the relationship. Breakups are almost always hard, but it's good that you got out before it was too late . . .

You only live once. Do what you love, what makes you happy, and don't take shit about it :) Unless of course what makes you happy is killing people, but we've already covered the fact that you don't stay in hostels . . .
# Posted By kate | 4/17/08 8:38 AM
Thanks Kate! My pets are lucky. I spent $600 in two weeks on Ben, figuring out what's wrong and how to fix him. A lot of pet owners would say that with a negative tone, but my house's non-human residents can't have a value put on them. I will do whatever I need to for their comfort and happiness. I wouldn't wish my last five weeks on anyone, but I can say that I've come out so much stronger. Just wish the lessons I've learned, I learned some other way.
# Posted By Murloc Oracle | 4/17/08 1:15 PM
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