This week... Do you ever have the feeling you are a just not cut out for this whole life business? That maybe your a little too paranoid or something?
I'm walking around the house trying to figure out if my cat has pooped recently. How weird is that? See... I found a new home for my older cat Kiz this week. He went away to a nice 80 acre farm near La Center, WA to live with the horses, dogs, and eleven other kitties. Since he was peeing on most everything this was the best thing in the world for him... but its left me feeling all... unbalanced all weekend. Since Kiz found a new home I took Jack (my older cat and dearest friend) to the beach with my Mom, Dad, brother and two dogs and another cat that he frankly isn't used to. And now I'm all paranoid. He hasn't eaten all of his dinner tonight (which is wierd) but he has eaten some of it. He hasn't used the litterbox since we got home (at 3 pm) which is odd too (but maybe not that odd since he sleeps through the night all the time without needing to potty)... and I found some gnawed on string the other week (I think it was almost two weeks ago) and once in his life he had to have surgery to remove 26 inches of green organza ribbon from his intestines. He has been sleeping a lot since I got home... and maybe he is depressed because Kiz isn't around anymore, or maybe he just likes to sleep, or maybe the experience of going to the beach and the three hour car ride today was exhausting but maybe he's sick and maybe he has to have another surgery which costs lots and lots of money and I haven't even paid all my bills and maybe he is just fine and I'm being paranoid. And I though I felt something unnaturally lumpy in his belly (but maybe he should just go take a poop!) Ack!
Jack is my best friend. I got him when my college sweetheart and I chose to part ways (that was six years ago) and he has brought me through every heartbreak since. He's the only one that gives me a hug when I'm feeling like I just can't take it anymore... and he loves me all the time no matter what. I just don't know what I would do if anything bad happened to him. I hope I'm paranoid and just succumbing to PMS symptoms, and not picking up wierd vibes that are real. I could just use a little calm in my life for once...
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