Wednesday, September 28, 2011

So far

Bug catching
things are progressing. Cordelia will, for the most part, play with Figaro. Phoebe is the last to warm up, but with my play-therapy, she's gotten to where she will not seek refuge on the cat tree all the time. She's also seeming to warm up a little, too...the kids this a.m. have been playing a bit more.

I've not had the greatest week, a lot of stress over the kitty situation and hardly seeing McCheeky. He came today and we had a good petting time. I tested to see if it would be possible for me to pick him up. I lifted him up a teensy bit, and then decided it would be good to try. My neighbor lady thinks he's not doing well, and I hadn't seen him for a few days. I worried he had died outside. So I got the carrier, but as soon as he heard the door clink he was off.
So I haven't been feeling the best, and the anger I have towards the people who put McCheeky in the situation he's in just bubbled over. I started crying. I just can't believe that he will likely die without any dignity or feeling loved. I was ready and would've called the clinic right after shutting the carrier door-to take him in to have him put down. He sounds very congested, he tried to purr but had a hard time doing so. He's stiff, he's probably loaded with stuff.
I just wanted to do something right by him. He makes me think of Bella Mae so much, and it cuts open my heart a little bit. He deserves so much more than what he was given in this life.

So I'm right in that this will have to be a two-part deal. I'd have to go over and love him up while Bill got the carrier ready...and try to manage to keep a hold on McCheeky until I got him into the carrier. Likely easier said than done.

Today has been a good day so far...the girls seem to be becoming comfortable. Phoebe isn't running away so much-but still hisses.
I hope I have time for a nap today.


  1. So Figaro has indeed become the newest member of the family. Fun and games! LOL.

    As for McCheeky...Poor boy. He's known love from YOU, though. That's something. Whatever happens, I wish for Mercy for him. The older I get the more I ask the universe for Mercy for All Beings, because it just seems there is *so* much suffering.

    But in the end, you can only do what you can do. And you've done far, far more for him than anyone else. I'll say a little "prayer" for his Highest Good, Josie.

    (((Hugs))) right back.

  2. Thank you so much :) that really does mean a lot.

    I still haven't signed papers on Figaro, so it's still not a done deal. I don't know if it should be...but he is a joy to have around tho. If he wasn't so gosh darned cute.