Kitties are Gone

Life sometimes kicks you in the teeth. And sometimes, it's your own fault.

We had to send the kittens back to the rescue organization today. To make a long story short, Stig wasn't getting any better, the stench was making the other two folks in my household physically ill, and the vet bills were beginning to mount. Overall, it was a lose-lose situation.

How do I feel? Lousy.

I actually grew to love those kittens very quickly. Even though they drove me nuts, I understood that they were kittens, and certain behaviors were common to young kittens. The other members of the family had a harder time with that. Yet, when I think of Jezza sitting on my shoulder asleep, purring in my ear, my heart starts to break.

This is going to take some time to get over.

No pets. Ever again. I'm done. I just can't take the hurt.

The Latest...

Another quick note. Life is hectic right now, especially due to the continuing saga with Stig. He is no better after three antibiotic treatments. We are getting plenty of advise from plenty of people, including our vet, but nothing is helping. Frankly, the frustration level continues to reach dangerous levels. (Dangerous for my blood pressure and sanity.) We just cannot get his issues resolved, and on top of that, my allergy-based asthma seems to be cropping up. Within the next week we may hit a "make or break" situation, where things have to improve or we are going to have to look at getting rid of the cats. If that happens, we'll have to call it a very expensive mistake in judgment.

Please continue to be patient. My family and my congregation requirements take precedent over all other things (including blogging).

I wonder if sticking a cork up Stig's....no....never mind.

Delay of Game

Just a comment to let everyone know the reason for the delay of game in my promised posting.

The kittehs are adapting to live at Chez Moi, but Stiggy is still having some major digestion problems. He has been to the vet, received worming meds, been placed back on his original diet...and still no change. It's odd, because in all other respects, the Stig is an active, fun-loving kitteh. It's just the problems with...well...digestive releases in a gaseous and liquid form that are causing issues. So, between that, friends visiting from the East Coast, and trying to get things ready for next week (4 parts in two days...yikes!) that is causing my "procrastination".

I promise...things are coming. Kitteh stories....France stories...and other picture postcards...coming soon.