It hurts me so to tell you all we lost our beloved kitty, Tuxedo. His disease was fatal and the vet said it was cruel to continue force feeding him until his pain was unbearable. poor Tuxedo and his deeply hurt grieving parents had to take that horrible last trip to the vet. It's so very devastating and deeply depressing. When the blood work came back we then knew a lot more about his disease. It was actually something he had from birth and the only good thing I can say is that we gave him an extra year of life that he would not have had left in the wild. He was only 2 years old.
I'm telling you all this because he was my quilting companion for the last year and a half. He also brought out the cat person in me. I never knew I could love a cat, but Tuxedo was not any ordinary cat. He was more canine than feline. Even the vet and her assistants said he was extremely special. Even while he was devastatingly ill, he would purr for us and them. They all gave him extra special attention because of his awesome personality. He is very sorely missed and I cry as I write this.
Wwhile grieving I thought some quilting would keep my mind off our loss. However I wasn't sure if it would help or hinder my grieving. I thought perhaps bringing out the big quilt may be depressing because he was always wrapped up in the fabric at my feet. I thought my loss would be multiplied because he wasn't there to help me make all those stitches. I reluctantly pulled it out and began stitching while watching cheesy hallmark Christmas movie all alone in the big living room.
i wasn't alone for long
Our new pup, Opal, whom Jim rescued from across the country moved right in. She even blends in to my backing fabric just like Tuxedo, black and white. Opal has blended into our family just like she and Tux did into my quilt. She is a great addition to our family and I don't regret one thing about going to get her.
Then our Angel, the husky mix, who is always Ms. Buttinsky as we call her, moved in for the photo shoot.
Even Day-z got into the cheer mom up mood. Here she is getting Jim's camera attention as they all converged on me to make sure i was okay. Day-z has a perpetual smile and you can't help but smile back. She's the sweetest little girl and is always cheering me up, and always the ball player. I'm sure her ball isn't far from this photo the way she's looking at Jim it's probably at his feet.
What you don't see here is Lucy our Jack Russell sitting under all that fabric by my feet.
While I didn't get much sewing done, I did get moral support from my family and even some smiles and giggles as they all visited and cheered me up. We all miss our Tuxedo dearly. Even Opal who has only known him for a week seems to understand our sadness and loss. As I write this she has moved right back in to Her spot on my quilt fabric after being distracted for a few minutes before coming back to quietly sit here while I set down the iPad and begin stitching again. I just had to let ya'll know Catless quilting can be accomplished with a little help from our friends.
sew, till next time...
Wow, it's been quite a week! I sit here crying, but yet being thankful for the good things I do have.
The very good news - Jim made it home with our new baby. Opal has joined our family and fits in perfectly. I saw her photo when a friend posted her on facebook. The photo said, transport available. So I wrote to the shelter to find out they are in South Carolina - we are in New Mexico. Well meeting half way ended up with Jim volunteering to drive cross-country to bring her home. I could tell from her eyes in the photo she was a sweetheart. My favorite breed is Pointer and she's an English Pointer mix. She is perfect for us
I was so happy to have them both home and I am grateful for my wonderful man and loving critter kids.
Now the bad news. Up and down it's been all week.
First my Granny was rushed to the hospital Tuesday morning. She has bronchitis and ecoli. Wow that hit me hard. It hit like a brick wall, immediate tears and emotional frailty. I love her so and it scares me all the time to think about losing my dear Granny. She is my quilting mentor and inspiration for the hobby. We are very much alike and she is so precious to me. The good news came yesterday she was going home! I have been on tear's edge all week and they just flowed when I heard the news. Those were happy tears. Here's me and Granny a few years ago.
Then the worse news. Our cat, Tuxedo, my quilting companion whom you have seen in many a photo here, has a rare cat enzyme disease. We are hoping for the best but in many cases it's fatal. Talk about that brick wall coming down on my head, it's emotionally crushing me to think of losing my dear kitty. He's only 2. I wasn't a cat person until I met our Tuxedo. He's so special to me. He totally lost his appetite and every time I pet my furry bag of bones I am scared he will not make it. He is at the vet as I speak hooked up to iv getting nourishment waiting for the blood work to tell them what kind of medicine he should be given. It takes 2 days for the results. We are going to visit him tomorrow morning, I don't know if I will be able to see him hooked up to iv, but Jim is strong enough to go in and make sure our Mr. Tuxedo knows that we are still with him and that we are waiting for him to get stronger and come home. This is him last year playing with Granny's yo-yo Christmas ornaments I use every year.
And to top it off on the up side of that roller coaster, today is Jim's birthday. Happy 53rd to the love of my life, I have to be happy for him today. As I'm on the edge of tears for every little (well I guess not so little) thing this week, he understands.
I look at the new pup in our life and my heart fills with love, I think of Tuxedo at the vets and my heart sinks to the pit of my stomach. I think of Granny being home and worry about her full recovery; I look at the wonderful man I have and my heart again swells with love. On the edge of tears both happy and sad; on the emotional roller coaster of life. It sure is thrilling, isn't it?
I've been trying so hard to sew through all of this turmoil. I find myself sewing a little and then sitting back in my chair and just slouching for an hour or so. Then I will sew some more and drift more. Up and down like the roller coaster. Soon it will swing back around to normalcy and perhaps not be so bumpy. But for now I will try to hold back all those tears, grin and get to work.
Sew (at least a little at a time) till next time....