So much to do RANT

So I haven't posted since we sent our sweet Zoey on her journey. I still feel her fur in my face. Her ashes sit next to me as we speak. But I have been engrossing myself in the Hop Yard. Was there all week long. We have already been diagnosed with downy mildew. I'm so upset by that. This could be catastrophic but hopefully we can get it under control. In the past, the yard wasn't treated regularly for downy and for that you really need to take a proactive approach. We should have been treating since the first green but didn't.  I really feel like I need to do this myself if I want it done but I have a full time job.

This past week I took the week off to tend to the yard.  It was great.  I could really do this full time which is making me think what can I do to improve our money situation.  First, the debt snowball needs to happen.  It has been perpetually happening for years with not much headway.  I am toying around with the idea of posting some books on kindle and also enhancing Pooter's Cache on amazon.  I thought we could use this as a supplemental income.  Get that snowball rolling.  I swear DH thinks that he can live for free.  He gets anxious every time I ask for money but he needs to cough up the dough and contribute his portion.

I plan to delegate the writing of my first book which will focus on my infertility journey.  Some of which you have heard about here.  I also thought I would write about my dating book, alcoholism, and schizophrenia.  So I have a few ideas brewing.  I want to post the author as a fictitious name.   Do you think I can call the author "Pooter's Cache" or maybe Pooter can be the first name and need to come up with a last name?  Let me know your thoughts. I want to use the fictitious name so I can keep the author name consistent and build a brand.

Another thing I am working on is building the store on amazon.  First product is a charcoal sponge.  I just received a sample that I can private label.  I have to say I like it.  You can use any cleanser with it.  The sponge is actually soft.  I also created a logo to support these products.

Some people are doing these few things and supporting their house hold in just a short few months.  It may take me a bit longer than that but how much fun would that be to get rid of the stupid loans, pay the house and be debt free.  DH would feel much better about money.   I am not really telling him about all this as he will have some stupid comments I am sure.  I am just gonna do it!  I'm kinda excited.  As i was tending to the yard this week I had all kinds of you tube videos playing in my tool belt.  Its always fun to have goals to look forward to isn't it?  Things just can't happen fast enough though.  I want it, and I want it now!  It's making me slightly nuts lol.

Back to Zoey.  I do miss her.  I have put a plug in DH's ear that I want another old lady kitty for upstairs.  He threatened to leave me lol.  I still have not cleaned her litter box.  I don't have it in me to do it.  I have always had a kitty in my office while I work.  I was so lonely last week without her.  I loved her sweet personality.  She was still bad ass but she was my girl.  Life will never be the same.  But really is it ever?

CANCER DID NOT WIN!!!!!

Nope, not this time.  For sure it compromised her quality of life but it certainly did not take it.  I took it. I decided it was time.  What a terrible choice one has to make.  I cried awful that day.  I had a significant meeting earlier which helped to take my mind off but when it came right down to it, I was a mess.  Some of you may say, why didn't you tell me???  I really have no good answer other than those who were in contact daily knew but it was very few that did.  But really it is not about you all... this time was about our family and our beautiful girl who is now an "angel flying high" as Mr. Pooter says.  Yes he asks about her and no I made no bones about telling him she was sick, that later she was going to be an angel, and that now she is an angel.  He may not understand the full magnitude but he understands enough.  He knows she is not here.  He has said to me a few times that he as seen her.  There are times when you feel like sharing and times when you don't.  Struggles for us can be private at times.  There was much of our fertility struggles that we didn't share because we were tired of hearing, "relax it will happen" and much more.  Once the feat was accomplished we felt a little better about sharing.  Although that was about illness and life, sometimes death, this time it was about illness and death.

We were ever so excited about the holistic treatment.  Many don't believe.  I believe.... this aided in the pregnancy of our sweet Pooter.  How can you deny that?  And animals don't lie.  Her tumor was actually shrinking!  It was even noticeable by the vet.  We could feel her jaw again and it was starting to dissolve under her tongue.  But I literally could not get her to take the pills anymore.  I remembered a dear friend whose father would turn their kitties meds into a compound.  (You know who you are lol).  I wanted to do that but by the time I thought of it, it was really too late.  Within a couple days of stopping the pills the tumor catapulted and grew 2 fold.  It was quick.  She started to have difficulty getting the food in her tummy and was getting upset about it.  It was decided right then and there.  No more.  No more cancer, no more pain, no more hunger.  Just lots of love and a compassionate choice that we cannot make for our humans.  Zoey crossed the bridge on  March 6.  So no... cancer did not win but neither did our hearts.  The circle of life sucks.

So yes, if you didn't think my holistic work was nutty, here is more.  Those who know me, know that I get into the spiritual world also.  Taken classes for it but haven't moved forward with it due to other priorities.  So I rely on others for now.  Below comes from a spirit communicator.  She has helped me find lost animals including the famous Izzy from years ago.  Oh god was that a traumatic feat of which I am so grateful for ALL your help!  I rather not go back to that horrific memory.  Haunts me to this day.  Sorry, I digressed.  So here is what my friend told me:

"Zoey seems fine.  This is what she says.

   My life has been wonderful.  I am happy it is over though.  I was  very sick and I could not eat. 

   My life is not over you know, the only thing that has changed is that I am not sick

  When you die you do not go under, you go up into the sky and into the next world.  Here is new life and new things to experience

  Michele  was a wonderful friend to me and I loved her."

I don't like that I am a "friend", but that is not the first animal communicator I have heard say that.  Animals view things so differently than us.   Just youtube "Abraham and Pets".  They explain so much about pets and death.  It is really quite interesting.  As I write this I can feel her fur on my face.  I do miss her so.  Dreamt of her last night.  She still hangs out on the steps going to her room upstairs.  She still sleeps in our closet of which I still leave the door cracked so she can get in and out.  I went to throw out her cat grass and cried.  Dave convinced me to not through it out because it was a plant and should live....sigh....  

Zoey ran over that bridge in seconds.  She was ready.

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The begining of the end???? I don't think so!

So much has happened.  It has been a few years since my last post.  I was so passionate about getting this blog up and running but life caught up with me.  I will definitely circle back on the past few years where our beautiful son was born, our beloved Bentley died and we bought a hop yard.  Talk about opposite ends of the spectrum.  So here we are, fast forward a couple years.  February 25, 2017 where we fight for the life of our precious Zoey girl whom you have seen featured in past posts.

Here she is on day one of transitioning to a raw diet.  On Feb 7 I brought her in for a holistic vet visit as i found a mass under her jaw.  I suspected the worst and I have had too much experience and common sense about this.  Blood work came back and no sign of infection which confirmed my suspicions.  Friday February 10, she had a biopsy.  February 14 we received the news is was a fibrous sarcoma.... the very aggressive kind.  Since then, we have been on the mad dash to figure out how to treat.  I don't feel it is very humane to put her through chemo, radiation or further surgery.  I would only be doing it to satisfy my own angst.  The doc had the option to remove the mass during biopsy but felt it was too risky.

Over the past 10 days I have spend quite a bit of money and time figuring out the proper diet for her.  Kibble is out of the question now.  Carbs feed the cancer.  I am seeing great results around the ketogenic diet where there is zero carbs, high fat and lower protein.  I spent so much time looking for a canned food that she may like.  I found one but she doesn't eat it like her fancy feast which still has 1% carbs.  A few professionals told me if anything is going to save her it is strictly a raw diet not canned.  I tried a processed raw early on but she didn't touch it.  I also didn't try to transition her. Fast forward to yesterday, look at her eat raw mixed with her Fancy Feast (transition).  One of the workers at Benson's graciously helped me with how to transition and even gave some dried raw as treats to sprinkle on top.  She freaking gobbled it down.  So now we transition to just raw over the next few days and wait.  I feel like something has happened over the past week because I can now feel her jaw bone and I couldn't before but that may be a result of the surgery.

We have circled round and round about surgery but I really don't want a mess of a cat when all is said and done.  She still has really good quality of life still.  I can't do this again after Bentley.  I really hope this is works.  It has too!  Stay tuned.

No Turning Back NOW!!!!

Wow.... so here we are Saturday morning... pondering the next couple days events.  What to do with myself?  I most certainly have to clean up the mega dust bunnies I have floating around.  I had this conversation with one of my nurses yesterday.  How neither one of us when we get home from work, want to lift a finger and the weekends we want to relax.  Not that I was ever a clean freak but I have learned that I don't really care to be so uptight about the way my house looks.  Nor am I uptight about a lot of things.  I can't consume my brain with thoughts of being perfect or making sure everything happens perfectly.  I can't be bothered with worrying about saying the right thing to people in fear of hurting their feelings.  I can't be bothered with having unrealistic expectations they only give me anxiety.  I can only live in the here and now and take it as it comes.  I used to get very anxious about keeping up with others and their perfection.  Now thinking about it makes me nuts so I chose to think about myself enjoying where I am at instead of them and their stupid stuff.  I have learned some hard lessons about myself during this journey to have a family.  Maybe this is one of my lessons to be learned.  Perfection and image is not the key...happiness is.  With all that being said, the dust bunnies are still sitting on my floor laughing at me.  I suppose I really should clean up one or two and it is most certainly time to nest.

After the a very anxious week of finding a lump in my breast, many mammograms later and two cyst aspirations later (it ended up being benign by the way... didn't even have to send for biopsy) and worrying about mature follicles, my favorite nurse yesterday gave me some good news.  "You have 3 mature follicles....are you ready for egg retrieval on Monday?"

Holy crap!  we actually made it this far!  What a feat! For some reason I reluctantly said "Yes!" Its exciting and nerve racking all at the same time.  Last night may be the last night of injecting myself with fertility drugs.  Tonight... promptly at 9:00 pm... may be the last time I inject my HCG trigger.  Oye...  We have come this far.  No turning back now!  Two years it has been for us.  One natural year and in January will be a year with CNY.  I have no idea how the retrieval will be on Monday.  I am just very interested to see if they actually get 3 eggs and providing they do, which I am sure they will get something, that they fertilize with ease.  There is no other option really.  I am ok with doing this a couple times, after all I get 3 IVFs.  But there is a really really good chance this could work.  After careful analysis of my bloodwork, and even though I have received a better response in the past, the quality of these pups are showing through and for that I am grateful!

What a journey this is.  I have purposively chose not to publicize my journey until now.  It is kind of a private endeavor where you don't want people constantly asking if you are prego yet and where are you at with treatment and what is going on.  It just adds too much pressure.

I do personally want to thank the girls I have met on my journey.  Ummmm.... lets see, we have NoWhammies..stop!, DenverGrl, Tilly27, Clove35 and Wantour#3. Two of these gals are now prego!  So exciting!  So glad we are in this together ladies... I wouldn't have made it this far without having someone to obsess with!  I know you feel the same as we have had this conversation manytimes.

So FX for Monday!  Let just see what happens... stay tuned!  In the meantime I should clean up at least one or two bunnies... they are getting as big as Zoey!  Um ya.... and for the perfectionists out there... come to my house... I think I will leave a handful of bunnies just for you to gawk at! :)

Never assume....

A lot has happened since my last post.  A lot I am not sure I wish to share.  I would really REALLY like to figure out how to link my pinterest account to this dang blog.  This year I chose to not revisit Memo's death.  It is just too painful.  Yes another year is gone by since he has been gone.  Zoey girl is doing well.  She is now adventuring out into the outside world.  Inside a horse fence of course.  Fortunately she is not a climber so the 1 acre area works.  She is even hunting.  I had to wash her face the other day as she had blood on her muzzle.... GROSS!  In March we put Spotty down.  I prefer not to go into details but lets just say he was getting old and couldn't get around very well anymore.  I miss him so.  The house is much quieter without him.  But we still hear him bark.  Cindy Lou hears it because she responds back.  Even Dave hears him although he is very reluctant to admit lol.  We have had some health scares with Miss Moo.  Her tummy upsets easy and when gets stress gives herself an ulcer.... bleeding ulcers.  She is good now but please people, always ask the owner if you can give their pets people food.  Never assume.  Every time someone assumes around Moo, it is a $300 visit for me not to mention makes her tummy a little worse. 

Wedding plans are under way for July 12, 2014.  As of this point they are still tentative but will make a final decision by December.  I will explain why later.  We have decided on a rustic casual at a local refurbished barn.  Dave and I talked yesterday and he would like to wear blue jeans with a nice shirt.  Guess I know what my colors are now lol.  Flowers will be done by a local flower farmer and we will have the most eloquent pig roast.  Yes another request of Dave's.  After all, it is his wedding too :).  Fortunately for those attending who wish not to eat pig there will be plenty of other good eats.  I feel we have pinned down a photographer, but now are looking at music.  Dave would like a piano man but I would prefer a live band.  We have a little bit of time but I think that will be my next decision to make or research to do rather. 

I had a new nephew born in December of 2012.  My little chicken nugget will be 1 this year!  I can't believe it.  He is total boy and gets into everything... I love it!  He gets along well with his big brother who just entered kindergarten.  The transition went so well with the exception of being exhausted after school.  I chalk it up to keeping him in a learning and social environment since he was 2 or 3 months.  The baby is doing the same and is more advanced than others his age because of the good choices my brother and wife made.  Keep in mind, what works for them, may not work for other families... don't mean to offend anyone.  But if this is something you can do, I highly recommend it.  Even from a psychological perspective.  It truly is best for the child to be in an social environment and not secluded daily from other kids.  This is a topic for another day so I will get off my horse now.  :) 

So with talking about the new ones coming into the family, I have been working on that for 2 years.  I am reluctant to speak too much about it.  Not many know.  My concern is that people will constantly hound me about what is going on.  I have told a few people and every so often I get, "are you pregnant yet?  Everyone I know is pregnant...what about you?"  Seriously?  I have begun to refrain to speaking about it because if you are not in the situation you just don't understand.  I got pretty tired of having to explain and people trying to tell me to relax and thinking I was obsessing.  That is the most offensive thing one could really have to deal with.  I truly want to tell all of them to fuck-off, you are not in my shoes, you have no idea what it is like to go through what I have.  I even talked to Elizabeth about this, who is sooooo validating by the way.  She said there is nothing wrong with having those feelings of irritation and who are they to keep asking or tell you not to make it a big deal.  She even dropped the F bomb herself when I was telling her.  Cracked me up! This lady is like 75 years old!  So instead I politely told them to back off without dropping the F bomb.  No one had any bad intentions.  I just allow those comments and questions to put me in a uncomfortable and unsafe place to discuss my feelings and events surrounding the issues enhancing the anxiety 10 fold!  And yes it is not their fault, it is mine.  I accept responsibility for allowing myself to fall into that dark place.  Besides, it was my bad for sharing.  How could I even expect them to understand really.  On both sides, it was just another set of assumptions people thought was ok.  I have done the same thing.  I am no angel and this process has taught me to watch my tongue in more way than one  It is not been pretty and for those who I have offended, again I am sorry.  But life is about learning and sometimes people hurt others by mistake and most learn from them.  Since then, my world has been a much nicer place and I chose to share my challenges with those who are dealing with the same things. It is such a small world.  So many around me have dealt with infertility and I had no idea.  Talking about it did have its perks.  I found out some of may family and friends had similar issues.  Some other time I will go into details of the journey but not today.  Lets just say, our persistence will pay off sooner than later and of course will probably happen smack dab in the middle of the wedding which is totally ok... not a bad reason to keep you wedding date tentative aye?

Another assumption this year that I made poorly was that after our fall family picnic last year I didn't think twice about seeing family and friends again.  Somehow I didn't get to say goodbye to Uncle Jack.  We just missed each other.  It happens all the time, no big deal right?  You will see them again.  I never got to see Uncle Jack again.  Once again, it happened.  Just like other family members.  My mother, Aunt Jill, my friends Senor, Danny, Adam, and more than I care to mention.  God reached down and grabbed my God-Father like the others.  Like it was nobody's business.  This really was the saddest part of the year.  I don't even know what to say really about death.  Life is the most dangerous assumption one can ever make and never one moment should be taken for granted.  In my head I hear Uncle Jack saying "Shelly, don't you let those people pester you about having a family because it will come.  In your own time it will come."  The funny thing is, I can actually hear his voice.  A very distinct voice he had.  I can't even hear my mothers that clear.  BTW... is was the only one who was allowed to call me "Shelly".  :)  A few years back he forewarned me about a guy I went on a date with.  He knew that particular guy didn't want a family.  Lets say we didn't go on another date.  He knew how important it was to me.  Thanks Uncle Jack for backing me up!  Love you!

I'd do ANYTHING... for you Dear ANYTHING!

I was kind of dreading this day.  Where to begin?  So a year ago this morning at approximately 6:00 am I woke to find my love laying across my legs as usual.  I nudged him and said, "Come on Meemie...its chow time"..... nothing.  I picked up his left paw and I went into immediate panic mode as he was already in state of rigor.  He must have passed away at least 3 hours earlier.... and I didn't know.  I can't believe I didn't know!  I did hear some noises in the middle of the night, the normal fur ball sound but I fell back asleep.  How dreadful.... and how horrible for me to not see my sweet boy off? 

Nothing every really prepares you for this sad part of life.  This is the real shitty part of life if you ask me.  We as human beings have so much attachment to our physical selves that it is hard for us to comprehend there is eternity and our loved ones waiting for us on the other side.  And yes, they WILL be there when you arrive but it is still almost unfathomable.  We don't get it.  We have built up so much resistance to the spirit world as adults and it does us so much more harm than good.  Did you ever stop and think why children AND animals have virtually have no resistance and are mostly happy all the time?  They are closer to the other-side than we are and this is why they easily talk to spirits.  Only a few years ago they were brought into the world and still have the connection to heaven where they came from.  Unfortunately as we grow, our focus changes to what we call reality.  Reality is not real... as a matter of fact it is a freaking brick wall!  How dreadful that we do this to ourselves when we could be happily in the vortex (as Abraham calls it) while we are in our physical bodies.

So, I really don't know what is worse, knowing someone you love is going to leave very shortly or having them ripped from your soul...seems like a double edged sword.  In a way I suppose the later is better but then you really don't get to say a goodbye in the physical.  In the days following Elmo's passing I noticed shadows of him moving through the halls.  I heard him meow and I felt him rub my face.  Oh my sweet boy, what I wouldn't give to have you back.  I am sooooo ugly crying as I write this.

So I struggled so badly with his passing.  I had so many regrets.... so many things I would have done differently.  I ended up reaching out to an animal communicator.  Her name was Sherry (http://www.spiritpaws.com) and I she was so helpful.  She also recommended I journal about my spirit interactions with Elmo and others of course.  As a matter of fact I just found it!  I will have to write in it tonight.  So she went on to tell me how "chatty" he was.  He would talk to me all the time!  I swear I had conversations with him and he would answer me back! LOL  She told me his heart was enlarged and he knew his heart would skip a beat every so often.  He said "I wasn't put together right".  She told me how his passing was peaceful with no pain (I think this is a topic we may have touched on before but i will be sure to incorporate a standalone post on this.  When the spirit knows its time, it just scoots out and this is why there is no pain so it was nice to hear this confirmation once again).  She said that he said "one minute I was here and next I was gone".  Again, good confirmation.  She said he desperately did not want to leave me but his body wouldn't allow him to stay.

Elmo said that he would have done anything for me and any time he was being bold he was trying to make me laugh.  I guess he thought he was a clown.  Hindsight says yes he was... a class clown.  I had to keep a squirt bottle in my bed because he would come swat my face to wake up!  TURD!  So Sherry went on to tell me that the furball sounds were not from Elmo but from Zoey.  He kept saying the passing was peaceful so she is pretty sure those weren't from him.  She said he was very proud to be a big orange cat and that he was creative as he was painting as he was talking to her.  You don't have to tell me twice that he was creative.  He killed 3 birds in my house and he was NOT an outside cat!  How did he get those birds inside the house if he wasn't outside at all????  Maybe he was selling them bird seed!?!?

So as of right now Meemie is very excited that he can cross the rainbow bridge and come back at any time he wishes.  We all know how he desperately wanted outside.  He also wanted me to know that he knows we are sad but he is ok and is with us.  He said how Zoey can still see him but that it is different.  She doesn't understand why he can't be there.  She actually asks him "why can't you be here?"  He was her protector after all.

So the morning of Elmo's passing I saw him running down the hall after Zoey and heard him also meow.  Almost everyday we caught glimpses and heard him.  Even Cindy Lou Who heard him and was looking all over for him.  She was like what the??????? lol.  Last time I journaled I saw him sitting in the window.  But then I stopped.  I have to start back up.  We got so caught up with the move that I was distracted.  The move I was so worried about.  I wanted to make sure he would follow and Sherry said he would.  Ha..... as we speak I can feel him snuggling my neck.  Anyhow, one night in bed, I felt him snuggle up to me but close to my face and neck.  Sometimes he would share a pillow with me.  I was so relieved.

So here we sit, without our love.  The pic above was taken a few hours later after we washed the bedding and such.  Zoey watched over the spot  where he earned his wings for days on end.  She is much better now.  We asked him to help her through the transition.  So now what?  Now, we are still trying to get Zoey into her new normal.  I think I am still trying to find that.  Next week I am off on vacation.  maybe we can work on making her room pretty...ya that will make us feel better.  Maybe Meemie will join in on the festivities?

What a freaking character he was AND still is!!!!!!  I love you my sweet boy!  So much!

Water Spirits

It has been a few days.  It has almost been too hot to come upstairs and work on the computer but we spent some time cleaning up junk and then cleaned out the pool for the dogs.

And then some jerk decided it would be a good idea to put ME in the pool!  Thanks Dave!  And no, there is no pictures but I was walking around the yard in my underwear until I drip dried! LMAO!  You know... I do not know why I didn't use my self defense tactics on him.  I will have to remember that for next time.

We went to see Brad Paisley on Friday night.  Thankfully Brad came to visit us in the cheap seats because we could not see JACK on the lawn.  A heavy reminder of why I never get lawn seats!

Zoey is doing well this week.  I actually caught her bathing herself which never EVER happens.  Here she is rubbing her face on my psych book.  So speaking of psych, I had one of my most successful message sessions on Saturday.

For privacy reasons I can go into real detail but this special spirit (and BTW they are all special) gave me this I was just so excited.  Sometimes I think I share too much and there are some things that just should not be told but when I brought up this bobber oh boy!  Things seemed so right.  I get so amazed when I get things right and for this message session I was so nervous.  I didn't know anything really about this person so this was my first stranger outside of class so I wanted to pay special attention.  I seem to do much better in the morning.  I am more clear and I am able to focus better so we made an appt for Saturday AM.  I was told to ask her for a particular picture (first time I ever used an electronic picture).  So I got it and it was exactly what I was looking for... or what the spirit was looking for.  So I spent some quiet time with this spirit and really got more than I bargained for.  Which is interesting because I gathered messages for another relative of this spirit and didn't get as much.  But that is ok.  I feel that everything I was able to communicate, this girl was able to relate to.  Thank goodness.... what a relief!

I really hate how there has been so much death this year.  But I am glad I am able to help... even if only one of my sentences helps or makes sense, it makes it worth it!

So with that being said... I think Zoey started talking to me.  No I am not smoking anything tonight!  I am drinking coffee if you have to know.  I got a box of new cat litter and was thinking her box was getting pretty thin and it is time to add some fresh stuff and do some scooping.  I didn't really want to do it and debated about not doing it.  THEN I heard in my head, "Well that is not very fair to me.  I can't change my box.  I will pee outside my box if you don't change it".  I ended up changing the box... :)

DISLIKE: Ceiling Fans

Although Zoey looks like she is mad... she is actually sleepy and relaxed.  It only took her 48 hours to tell me what was wrong.  Maybe I should concentrate on animal communication instead of spiritual lol.  So I think it was yesterday morning and she was still acting weird.  I fed her and she was not interested and insisted on staying in the bathroom.  She did finally come in the room and hide under the table.  She looked at me, looked at the ceiling, looked at me, looked at the ceiling.  HOLY CRAP!!! It is the ceiling fan!  I turned it off and she was happy as a clam!  Dave turned it on the other night as we don't have air.  We never had a ceiling fan at my house.  Life is now back to normal in Zoey land.... THANK GOD!

Speaking of manimals this week was soooooo hot for them so It was a good thing they were going to Mommy Dannis for day care.  Here is Cindy sticking her head out the window... her version of air conditioning.  These car seats are great for the little dogs.  It straps them in for safety, while allowing them to still catch some airtime.

It even gives them room to lay down and sleep for long trips and they are still strapped in safely.

I highly recommend these for keeping the pups safe during travel.  My girls love them so much!  Maggies I got at Christmas tree shop for $5! and Cindy's I got on Amazon for probably $20.  And if you notice they are elevated, not only so they can see outside but so they don't set off the airbags!  NICE!

Of course... I needed to catch my own airtime!  Feeeeeewwwwww so hot!

 Ooooops.  I almost forgot to mention Bentley and Spot.  They are wondering why they couldn't get their air time?  That is a story for another time.


So today is supposed to be a nice day.  Not too hot.  Let's try to enjoy it! 

Zoey Girl

So today I came up to feed Zoey and everything seemed to be a normal day.  This pic was taken before I sold my house.  I think she misses it.  I kinda do to but I now have a massive upgrade.  Anywhoooo so she ate her food a little bit and ran into the bathroom in the hall and just meowed.  Very odd.  Normally she stays in the room with me while I am having coffee and doing morning computer stuff.  I went back in the bathroom to brush her and she seemed to like it but didn't follow me back into her bedroom.  I decided to pick her up and bring her into her bedroom and she seemed afraid of me.  I brushed her, and she didn't enjoy it like normal.  She then hid under a table and looked at me with big eyes as if she didn't recognize me.

 It has almost been a year since we lost Elmo.  Poor man.  On that bed above almost in that exact position I found him.  He passed in bed with me.  So with that, I worry about Zoey and her actions today.  She is obviously not feeling well.  Elmo never gave me a sign... he just left.  I don't know what is better, to have notice of something impending or for them to just leave. Daniel just told me she was in the bathroom about 3:00 am too.I guess we will have to wait and see how she is this evening.  FEEL BETTER ZOEY GIRL!