It's been one hell of a week; well not really but then in a sense really. It started out ok after a nice weekend spent with friends and a bonfire. Father's day we were out fishing (of course) on a new lake. We'll have to inspect it a bit more because it looks like it might produce some nice fish but we weren't all that lucky. We had nothing special planned for dad's day...just fishing and some steaks on the grill.
I feel bad because I didn't honor my husband and all the dad's out there on my blog like I normally do. Not for lack of knowing I'm married to an absolutely wonderful man who dotes on his kids and his wife like no other. Time just seems to get away from me and I feel like our life is on a constant fast forward motion. Soccer, homework, driving kids to work, picking kids up, squeezing in as much fishing as we can, taking care of the house. The pace is much faster than I can keep up with on some days. So the realization that I just neglected to put up that post mostly for my husband started me off on a sour note this week.
Tuesday was a great morning until I went out to get the mail. Living here one expects certain things. Sometimes good sometimes bad. Well, one of those bad things hit my field of vision....upon walking across the road from getting the mail I looked down the road a bit and there was a lump on the side of the road...it was our cat Hawkeyes that we've had for 12 1/2 years. My pace picked up and as I got closer I started to say no-no-no....thoughts raced through my head that I would get to her and she would still be breathing and suffering, our son was in the house, how would I tell him, oh man do I have to tell the older girls, I have to tell P....I reached her and was very grateful that she was gone because the thought of my sweet little kitty suffering just pained me. She looked peaceful and like nothing had happened to her...
I cried alone on the street so I could collect myself to deliver the news to the rest of the family. I got in the house and texted P and all the kids and told our son. He thought I was kidding and as I was trying to explain to him--P must have dialed my number the second he read the text...I was trying to talk to him and trying to keep our son from going out there but he squeaked past me...I watched him as I spoke with P....our girls were frantically texting my phone so it kept beeping...and I looked up and our son was petting her...gawd it was awful. I was struggling to talk to P through sobs dreading the idea of having to pick her up, not knowing what to do with her. P sounded so down and shocked. He was pissed because we've seen how cars drive down this road--it's not a highway but people sure do treat it that way. Our son was devastated--our girls were upset--honestly the loss of a pet is nearly as bad as the loss of a human being in our lives.
In the end, our son and youngest daughter, P and myself buried her. The kids cried, I cut up my only robe that she absolutely loved. In the winter she would insist on climbing on my chest, kneading her paws into that robe and nibble at it and then bury her head in my neck while I did homework...she loved it more than I did which is a lot. It was old and a great robe but not nearly as great as that cat! She put us through some interesting times...one time she just disappeared on us for about six weeks and then one day there she was on our back porch. She had kittens, one of which we decided to keep but I actually saw as he too was hit by a car right in front of our house...the car was flying. She is now with her baby.
So, yesterday morning P woke me up before he left for work with...'We had a visitor last night'. It appears our friend the bear was back in our yard wreaking havoc. He bent my Shepard hook nearly to the ground to get the finch feeder, knocked our garbage can over and left trash all over the ground, and busted the other side of my main bird feeder. Amazingly the finch feeder was as good as new..one would have thought it would chew right through that plastic so I'm thinking it got spooked. I just wish that bear would come when we could see it or at least leave some paw prints that we could ooooo and ahhhh over! Good grief.
In between all of this we've had two soccer games with our son this week. Both of which they have won. I need to do a separate post for the amazing season but will refrain from doing so until after this weekend...I don't want to jinx it!
Aside from all of this...my mood has been less than wonderful this week. I miss my cat who would sleep on the bed next to me while I did my homework nearly everyday. I'm grateful for the time we had with her...it's just life...all good things must end, right?
4 comments:
Interesting place...bear in the backyard :-). Do you get racoons too? I never had any big animals visit me....only snakes,jackals, mongooses and monkeys...and the monkeys were the toughest to deal with because they were too smart :-)
Hi Red...
Yeah, we get raccoons, turkeys, deer, squirrel, rabbits, possum, fox,stray dogs and cats, and sometimes the neighbors cows! LOL
We used to have a family of raccoons visit our deck every night when we had dog food out there...the big ones were mean to the babies and they would snarl at each other. That's a bit creepy.
LOL...
sorry to hear about the cat...a pet is very much like a family member and losing one is like losing a part of yourself.
A long time back(when I had cats), my cat had a kitten. The kitten was not even 2 or 3 days old and it was bitten by a mongoose and it died...that was very painful for me.
Thanks Red...if I don't think about her curled up on our deck or lying in wait for the chickadees who've chosen to nest in houses nailed to our house I do alright.
Sorry about your kitten! Frankly, any death of something I find endearing is difficult.
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