Pet Loss

To lose a pet is hard. People that are real animal people know what I mean. I've been one of those folks who say they'll get a 'replacement pet'--every animal is different, just like a human. Replacement pet is wrong verbiage. If that's the case, I've had a lot of 'replacement men."

Perry, who I called My One had his own personality going on. When I took him to the vet for the first time,when he was a kitten, to get him checked out--the vet even smiled and said "You going to love his disposition." By that time, Perry had run all over the office, hid under bags of food, hollered at me and swiped the vet. Ha! When it gets closer to Christmas, I'll repeat the story of how Perry beat up Santa Claus. Santa needed a first aide kit...

Perry let the rest of the cats know I was his. He'd share me some, yet when it came to sleeping arrangements, he was on the pillow next to me. He was the only one who could pet my head and hair--with his claws out. Perry would be right on top of me--it's funny, his heir apparent, Noir would sleep on the other side of me--almost equal to Perry's distance. I think they fought over me--in their mancat way.

I buried Perry under the crepe myrtle tree like I said I would. One of my rose bushes had a single rose, so that and some white flowers pretty up Perry's grave. It was hard to put Perry in there. I had him wrapped in a towel, so he could be close to me and then a bag, for my false sense of keeping the elements out. When I bought this house, in 2008, I thought I have a pretty place to put my pets--I just didn't think it would be so soon.

Perry feels better now. I ask what could I have done differently? He was sick, I know--so the reaction to the antibiotics didn't help. Perry was only nine years old--I just knew we were going to be together for more years.

And in my spirit, he will be.

Time Passed...

Teeny tiny break from the blog. Not intentional. Every time I thought about a post, it was either too late and/or I was too tired. My cat has a blog too, yet he kinda wasn't into his a much as he likes either....

Main thing, I finished the class that made my head just ache. Plus we had a team project and one member had things happen to her. And we all do--however I don't want to know them in outline form. After the teacher didn't like the paper I was most proud of, I realized a new class was coming and I'd have another chance.

That new class started two days ago. I have to write papers, however they don't seem as stressful as the previous class. This teacher pretty much gave us a chart (yes, a chart) of what needs to go in a paper to have it be excellent, average, etc. Plus a word range, not just a flat number. The new wrinkle in this class is we must keep a journal of the text we read, some exercises, plus our thoughts of the class for the week. We're getting to be 'one' with ourselves. Not so many papers, but writing--but more of our thoughts. Stay tuned.

In this hiatus away, I realize I've gotten crankier as I've gotten older, more impatient and just not to have my time wasted by dilly dally of others. Hmm. Menopause. Yea, must be.

Also started to read a book by a favorite author of mine, who happens to be local: Francis Ray. She's the one who suggested I write a screenplay of a story. The heroine of this book is a full figured Bronze Goddess--like ME! So stay tuned.

Then I searched for more of my Roots. All the while I thought my great greats were slaves in Virginia. And they may have been at one juncture, however by 1850, when Gramps was 36 and Gran was 26--they, and their kids were Free! Just discovered this. They were in Loudon County, Virginia, maybe even around Leesburg-where there evidently was a part of land that was the largest population of blacks---Freed. I look forward to finding out more. I continue to hunt down family. A great auntie passed away in Denver in 1971 at the age of 87. I'm hunting for family that may still be around Denver. Now THIS is exciting.

Also in these few days away, met a couple men who made me laugh and gave real good hugs.

Not such a bad break away at all.