Archive for March, 2009

Sadly, Mr. Magoo went and brought Kitty to be put to sleep today. He had not eaten in 4-5 days and was very lethargic. Not the Kitty we knew at all. I bawled my eyes out when he left with him. Like I said, I am very much not a cat person – but he was such a good cat – I already miss him. But he is in Heaven now, where he is healthy and his soul can finally be free. It was such a hard decision to make. I looked in his eyes yesterday and apologized for ever being mad at him and told him to let us know when it was time. When the vet took him out of his carrier, my husband said he was completely limp – normally he would be sniffing everything under the sun – but instead he was limp – it was his time. I am thankful that he is not suffering anymore from all of his ailments – putting a pet down is never easy – you always feel guilty and always wonder if you really made the right decision as you try to convince yourself that you did. I managed to snap one last photo of him today. I will really miss him.



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I was just looking through a friend’s blog and watching her son’s 2 year video montage…and while I was watching it, I felt so badly how I want another baby…maybe not just yet – but I thought it…as hard of a time I had with my son as an infant, I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat. Then my thoughts turned to when I would have my last child. God, I don’t know what I am going to do the day that comes. I love my son so much, I just know I have so much love to give more children, as trying as some days are – he is my life now. I can’t even dream of going back to outside-of-the-home work, although I know full well that day will come too, at some point in my life. It scares me.

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One Sad, One Funny

Sad: It looks like tomorrow will be Kitty’s last day on this Earth. Since about Friday or so, Kitty has hardly eaten a thing – barely uses the litter box – and when he does, it is only to go #1, and has been in his Kitty bed all weekend and all day today. 😦 It is terribly sad, but both Mr. Magoo and I think it is time. You’ve been a good Kitty.


Funny: Toddler Magoo came down with a headcold, so I brought him in the bathroom with me, while I took a shower – so he could get some steam to clear his nasal passages a bit. When I got out of the shower he started pointing “that? that?”

“That is my leg hunny.”

“that? that?”

“I said that is my le- oh….well, let’s say that mommy’s parts are different than yours.”

Looks like that’s the last time I do THAT!

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I just cannot believe my baby is a year old. I thought I would be a bumbling mess today, but I guess I was more so at his birthday party and I guess two temper tantrums in the course of his first day of toddlerhood would keep me from bawling my eyes out. I tell you, when he wants something his way, boy does he EVER want it his way – we are talking crocodile tears, screaming, feet kicking and throwing his head back – unreal for a one year old. He wants to be on the move all the time now and hardly ever wants to be held by me – well, unless of course, I am busy trying to get things done. I have a feeling though, that I am going to enjoy this phase of his life and all the interesting challenges it will bring me…I try to be a creative person, so lets hope I can continue the creativity into dealing with every day toddler issues. Wow. I can’t believe he is a “toddler” now.

1-month 12-months

Happy Birthday Baby.

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The Results are In

We got a call from the vet, yesterday, with Kitty’s test results – all signs of his blood work point to….that he is fine. HUH? Yes, you read that right, he is fine. The cat that has been lethargic all day, walking like a drunken sailor and twitching all day is fine. He may possible have a urinary tract infection, but that is it. OK, great. So what do we do with a cat that pees in front of the litter box and poops outside of my son’s room (great thing for a kid that is getting pretty mobile), leaves poop pieces randomly on the floor (sorry to make you gag here, it’s the joy of pet ownership), throws up randomly, coughs like crazy but never hacks up a hairball, and has what appear to be seizure attacks of some sort? Thanks for the test results vet, glad we dropped $100 bucks or whatever on your lovely blood tests to tell us we have a “healthy” cat. Ugh.

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Being a stay at home mother is often quite isolating…more so than anyone can know, until they experience it. The constant need to be inside doing daily tasks and caring for a child – my little one is problematic with only being able to nap at home in his own crib – will only focus on nursing at home, with familiar surroundings. Occasionally, I can dash out to meet friends or to the store – but it often has to be brief so that I can get baby home to feed him a meal and get him down for a nap…the winter has been horrendous – and the thought of having to deal with bundling up a baby to cart around and push a stroller in the snow, forget it. Inside we have stayed most of the winter. I guess I kind of know how hibernating animals feel – although I lack the sleep perspective.

Today it was beautiful out. Almost all of the snow has melted and the sun was shining bright AND it was warm – at least 55, and yes, sadly that is warm. I got to get out with the baby to visit some old coworkers and run some quick errands and then we came home – and we walked around the yard. Baby Magoo was very excited – hearing the birds chirp – touching branches, feeling the sunshine on his skin. I walked him around the garden of our house, that was created by the previous owner. I have always loved gardens, but don’t really have a green thumb…but with this garden I have been trying very hard over the years.

He pointed out some pine shrub we have – I brought him over to touch it and I think he thought it was going to feel furry and was a bit frightened to find out it was prickly πŸ™‚ We meandered around the garden until we stumbled upon this:




What a sight for sore eyes…


Spring is finally here!!!


I think crocuses are now my new favorite flower.

We walked around some more and managed to find some tulips popping up too.


At long last…we canΒ  emerge from our homes and greet our neighbors again.


Be gone winter!! Be GONE!!!!

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Here, Kitty – Kitty!

For as long as I have known my husband, he has had his cat, Kitty. He got the cat some time after his mother’s passing, from a friend…evidently the cat, then named “Jacco”, did not play nice with other kitties – so Mr. Magoo kindly took him in. My husband was very familiar with cats and likes them, seeing as his mother had quite a few and loved the company of a cat.

When I met Mr. Magoo, Kitty must have been about 5 years old or so…it has always been hard to tell his age. He was a very frisky cat then – always very patient and such a nice Kitty. Fast forward some years, Mr. Magoo noticed he was soaking through kitty litter like no tomorrow, so off to the vet he went…diagnosed with diabetes – very common in male cats. So, there Mr. Magoo was, faced with a decision – to which he decided to put forth the money and effort it takes to keep Kitty alive and give him insulin every day.

While we were engaged, Mr. Magoo and I bought a house together – Kitty was very excited to be in a much larger place verses an apartment, seeing as he was an indoor cat. Then once we were married, I moved in – to which it took a lot of adjustment for both Kitty and I. For him, because I took away the attention of his beloved Mr. Magoo and for me, since well, I am not a cat person at all. Don’t get me wrong, I love animals, all animals…and I like to cuddle with cats…I just don’t care for them as pets for myself.

Needless to say, regardless of me not liking cats, or the fact that Kitty jumps on counters while we are asleep or having to smell the litter box – I’ve grown fond of him in certain ways. He would often snuggle with me while my husband was at work at night or just curl up next to me. I’d often get him to chase me, almost like a dog, while playing…sometimes I think he thought he was a dog! I even helped get him a bed of his own, a cat perch, would buy him toys – just so he would have a “place of his own” and maybe leave my things alone πŸ˜‰

After being pregnant and having our son, my husband and I kind of lost focus of Kitty. I guess this is what happens when you have a baby and a pet – your pet no longer is your baby. Anyways, over the past two years it seems, Kitty has just become…old – 16 years and 2 months to be almost exact. We had endured seizures with him, insulin, vomiting and ruining things, scratching our couches up, you name it…

Recently he had begun to go to the bathroom outside of his litter box – like as in the hallway outside of our sons room. I searched online, but nothing seemed to arise. I don’t want my baby around that and well, it just is not clean…my husband and I are at our wits end with him….sick of his behavior and of cleaning up poop and vomit – Mr. Magoo was more or less ready to put him down, but I suggested to see the doctor first…so off to the vet he went today.

Our poor sweet Kitty is not only diabetic, but also is practically blind, obviously has arthritis, may have dementia (hence the going the bathroom outside of the box), has an enlarged liver, gum disease, has lost a lot of weight and had a heart rate today of over 300 bpm – totally not normal for a cat, not even a cat nervous of being at the vets. Apparently he may have hyperthyroidism…we will find out when we get the results of his blood work back. But where do you go from there? The decision is not an easy one – not for a pet you care about…even if you are not a cat person. Do you spend the money for a cat that is elderly? Do you let him live out his days? Do you say your final goodbye? It’s heart breaking, even though my husband thinks I have a strong disdain for Kitty – I don’t, he is a sweet cat. I know how hard this is for my husband.


For now, he rests peacefully at home.

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