Moving On

Well, at the risk of people thinking we’re douchebags, I thought I’d mention that we have kittens. Thurien is still missing and we needed something to distract ourselves from remembering that he is gone. The lady down the street does not have him. I’m just going to presume that we’ve lost him for good. It does no good to keep calling out the front door every night. The signs we put up were of no help. The neighbors have not seen him. We’ve not found his body or remains anywhere. He’s just gone. Like he never existed. It’s better to believe him dead than suffering somewhere. I hope it was quick and that he did not suffer. It kills me that he’s gone but I’m still fragile after Dad and so many relatives dying that I just don’t want to have to think about another death this soon.
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Thurien Missing

I didn’t want to post here until I was certain but Thurien is now missing, presumed stolen. He got out Thursday morning, unbeknownst to us and has not been seen since. We are presuming him stolen because there is a mentally-handicapped woman in town famous for stealing people’s cats. She puts out food for strays and she stole the cat of a friend of our family. We have not gone to ask her if she got a new kitty or not as of yet because we have not found her to home.

We’ve both been wrecks. Thury is like a son to Kal, his favorite cat, his little boy. Without him in the house, it seems like colors are missing from the world. I’m really hoping he comes back but I am not banking on it either.

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Out with the Old

I suppose I could explain where I’ve been. That’s going to take a lot of room and I can’t say with confidence that I totally remember everything that has happened since the last entry here. There was just so much trainwreckery and asshattedness that I tried to block a lot of it out.

It’s Tuesday. The servers are down and I am supposed to be mopping the kitchen today. I don’t particularly want to mop the kitchen but someone has to and it’s best to get it done on a day like today and around all lingering health problems. I may dab at it on and off while I write here. I need to go make a bucket of mopwater though.
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Pandora, etc.

Yanno, I had completely forgotten how cool Pandora is. I had stopped listening to it probably two years ago when I believed I caught a virus from it. I’m not really sure if that was true but I was reading another priest blog this morning and they mentioned it, so I decided I would give it another go. So I am listening to David Gray radio. Of course. Of course. I remember using Pandora to find a lot of new music back in the day… not that I remember what that music was… but I know I found some and it spured me into new directions.

I’ve been hanging out and listening to a lot of mantras lately. I’ve come to appreciate Krishna Das more. He has the most amazing voice.

Pants has taken to his inhaler remarkably well. He doesn’t run when I come to get him and only backs up just a bit when I put the mask over his muzzle. I’m really proud of him for being such a trooper and I’m very glad that he is doing better. Of course he is still coming off his injected steroid but I am hoping we can keep him on his current dosage schedule. I had to take apart his inhalation chamber and his inhaler tonight and wash them per the instructions given to me by the vet. This is rather difficult as I’ve been rather lazy lately and my IC has been playing up far too much, so there aren’t many available horizontal spaces that are suitable for drying medical equipment on. (Read- I am currently a very slovenly house-keeper).

In WoW our 10-man cleared Ulduar last week. No hardmodes- but it was server first Horde-side. So now I get to feel leet. Or something.

And so um. My bladder has been hateful to me this week and Joseph has called here entirely too much. Joseph has tried to get some odd information out of us in the past but how he wants us to tell him how to raise chickens and how to lay in a garden. After the great rabbit death of ’90-something due to his stupidity, I am not enabling him in the chicken apocalypse of 2009. As for a garden, I hear if you till up your yard and take the time to read seed packets and aren’t entirely brain-dead, vegetables will happen. Not that I told him that or anything else. It would give him another excuse to call back. He would think we actually want to hear from him. Can’t have him fooling himself like that.

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Orly?

Well, I have an idea of how I borked my fanlists so I am probably going to be keeping them. Probably. I just need to post on a forum and ask if there is any way I have borked the fanlists that I am unaware of.

It has been very spring-like here both yesterday and today. Sort of warmish and breezy but with all the cloud-cover of the last bit of winter. We went for a walk yesterday and I found out something from a friend of the family that at first pissed me off, then depressed me, and now I am just sort of depressed and going- well, I should have known it would be like this.
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Good and Irrational

Well, I did manage to meet my short story quota for the year, so that is nice. Right now I am not mired down in grieving, so that is also good. I am, however, angry. But what is new?

Now then.

My mother has gone insane. For some reason she has taken to telling me that my pets will die- yanno, as if that had never occurred to me- every time we talk. First, she could be led away from the topic, but slowly she has become relentless in mashing the point into my skull like an enormous railroad spike. I finally asked her why she was doing it but she simply ran out the front door before I could impress upon her how hurtful it is to keep confronting someone with such a thing, even if it will happen in the future. She ran. Came over yesterday and though she was a little colder than usual, she never apologized, just pretended that she had never hurt me. Yes, it hurt me. Those cats mean the world to me. No, I don’t really think that was the right way to go about getting me to visit you. Imagine that. If you hurt someone and don’t apologise, they don’t really want to come over and have talkies- especially if they are rightly afraid that you will trot out your new flogging horse while they are there.
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Goodbye Umlaut

Umlaut showed up sick last night
This morning we had to have her put to sleep.

She was a dim but good cat and she will be sorely missed.

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What? Sun?

The grey weather has really amped up my lingering depression, hence the length of time between posts. I’m probably posting today because the Bright Orb has appeared in the wan blue sky.

I’ve decided to make a few diet and life changes to see if I can’t lose a little of the weight I gained from being depressed and sick enough to sleep 16-18 hours a day. Nothing major- just cutting down on my cheese consumption and trying to get up and walk around for half an hour or something, since nothing has seemed worth moving for lately… when I’m awake. I’ve had some sort of upper respiratory infection for nearly a month now and though I was seen for it, it is taking a very long time to throw off. I mean it was (and still may be) the sort of I could barely stay awake for two hours kind of sick. We’ll see if I can stick to my good intentions.

I have also decided to modify Prosper’s diet to add more raw meat. I think he is lacking in nutrients and this is why he is going around with unhappy skin. He’s a happy boy but I think his skin itches and he’s over-grooming. He was allergic to the old cat litter we were using but it is still not clearing up. I hope this helps.
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