Friday, May 15, 2009

Little Boy Lost

Shawn was taking Mysterious Charmin to the vet to have him 'fixed' when Myster got out of the carrier and dashed into the woods behind the vet building. We haven't seen him since. I have driven all around the area numerous times but to no avail. I will start checking the pound on Wednesday but I am not holding out much hope. Although the vet's is only about a mile from us, it's across a busy highway and I just don't see Myster as trying to cross that street. All I can do is ask St. Francis to watch over him and send him home if he can. And if he can't come home, I ask that some other fine family take him in and treat him with love and care and give him a good home.

I am going to miss him forever.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Lord of the Rings

Charlie and I saw the KC Symphony last week-end perform The Lord of the Rings. Very good. Since it ended late, I just stayed the night at his house - he said I was his first overnight guest! I think he was pleased to have someone to tend to. And I wasn't visited by any ghosts! Win-win.

Tomorrow I take, or rather Shawn takes, Mysterious to the vet for a snip-snip job. I am so not looking forward to it and I know he's going to be scared, confused and in pain. I will just ask St. Francis to watch over and keep him and I'll make sure to get him as soon as I can in the afternoon so he won't have to stay there any longer than necessary. Poor baby - I know I'm being a responsible pet owner by neutering him but it still breaks my heart. And Tiger Lily still needs to go, once she's dried up (which won't happen until the kittens are removed which won't happen until they find new homes!) I wish there was a less painful, less stressful way to do this. My poor baby Myster.

Shawn's niece, Tara, graduates from High School on Sunday. I can kind of remember my high school graduation. Almost 30 years ago. I never thought I would be this old - I couldn't have imagined it. Yet, here I am. And getting older by the minute!

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Whew, been gone awhile. My computer was totally fried and it took months for me to get it fixed. I still can't access my email account. Frustrating!

During the away time, I became 'nanny' to three little kittens, courtesy of Tiger Lily and, I think, Mysterious. They are cuties but I can't keep them. That would make seven cats, and that's too many even for me! Unfortunately, I can't find anyone to take them, either. Shawn has given me till June 1 or he takes them to the pound where they risk being put down. I can't let that happen - I just can't. I will just pray to St. Francis to help me find homes before then.

My trip to Disney with Fifi, Emmi and Abby was fabulous! I was a genius to take Abby as she was the filling between the two Gean girls and kept them from driving each other (and me) nuts. It was a definite time to remember. Unfortunately, I am still not seeing the girls on a regular basis - I just can't allow their parents back into my life. Way too much stress. I told them I would try to get them once a month. We'll see.

Shawn is really struggling at work; the recession has hit the car industry full force. I warned him it was coming but he didn't believe me - he does now. He's been so stressed and he's taking it out on me. I try to keep the home life as calm as possible but sometimes I get frustrated, too. It's not like my job is guaranteed - we had two rounds of layoffs last year and will probably face another one this year. He keeps saying, 'you don't understand the stress I'm under' and refuses to acknowledge that I've got stress, too. If we make it through this recession, we will definitely be stronger for it.

We're fast approaching the first anniversary of Dad's death. I don't know how I feel about it. Sadly, as I had predicted before he even passed, I don't really miss him. He wasn't that much a part of my life, not like Mom was. It's sad that he's gone, but my life didn't really change that much when he left. AND Charlie has so fallen down on the trustee job - he's done nothing to distribute the trust and I think it has to be done by Dad's first death anniversary or it goes to probate. We're be lucky to get anything out of that estate at all. AND George is still living in the house. It's hard to clear out the stuff and sell the house when George is still in it. The whole thing is a total mess.