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starshadow_rivaulx) wrote2010-05-18 10:09 pm
starshadow_rivaulx) wrote2010-05-18 10:09 pm
Coping with life and heat...mostly the heat
TMI: this is not the weather to be having a period. 'Nuff said.
To everyone who sent their condolences, sympathies, prayers and
well-wishes to us on the sudden and tragic loss of our PIe-cat, thank
you so very much. The words are inadequate to express the comfort you
have extended to me and my hubby (who misses his sweetie badly, but
gamely soldiers on), but they are gratefully appreciated, more than
you know.
The maid who went on leave sent word she will not come back. Reason:
she has no more money for the fare back. According to her aunt, whose
phone she used to send the message and who I asked to relay my
sentiments on her statement, apparently maid's former Chinese employer
used to give her a free round-trip ticket when she went on her
vacations. I told the aunt that the maid ought to have brought up the
topic with Dad when she announced she was going on leave - free
tickets to househelp are neither an obligation or standard practice,
after all. Will have to break the news to parents and we'll see about
getting a new maid, I suppose.
Pica's kittens are now eating solid food and using the litter pan.
Yayz! They have been duly introduced to the world at large, and are
made much of by the humans. The other cats tolerate their presence
with varying expressions of acceptance and disdain.
My foster kittens are also eating solid food and using the litter pan.
As well, they are likely to be adopted into the family. See now, if
the shelter had been able to take them in when I first thought to hand
them over, it would have been all right. But now they are not only
bonded to me, I am bonded to them. The thought of them feeling lost
and abandoned at the shelter cages has broken my heart several times
over the course of the last few days, and all things considered, I do
think that by the end of the month, we will have six kittens running
rampant over the house and garden. Oy.
Did I see this coming? Of course I did. But (a) I could hardly leave
them out on the sidewalk that night, and (b) I do not have as much of
a shell over my heart as I thought. Just wait till you see their
pictures. *proud mother glow*
Have managed to do digital file maintenance, burning off stuff onto
discs. Went to a Tumblr meetup, which was loads of fun. Got feedback
on my stalled Slam Dunk fanfic, which was very encouraging, and is
incentive to somehow find the time to construct the next chapter, even
if I have to type in three words a day to do it. (Which I have done
for actual, non-fiction assignments, with amazing results - at least
to me.)
There are episodes of The Tudors and Dr. Who that need watching. It's
been fun watching the audience reactions about Dr. Who all over my
friends' page on LiveJournal; I don't feel like I've missed much
except for the actual viewing, which should be fun, since I do see a
Dr. Who mini-marathon in my future. *grin*
As for The Tudors: the episode where Catherine Howard and her lovers
are executed? I closed my eyes through most of it, as I was watching
at night, and the image of a man being hung, drawn and quartered was
NOT something I wanted to take to bed with me! Otherwise, I love the
quality of the series, and regret not having started it from the first
season. OTOH - BOX SET. *grin*
Life goes on. There is a Pie-cat-shaped hole in it, but when you
consider how many holes our many pets have left in our lives over the
years, the image of Swiss cheese would not be too far-fetched. Or
fine cheesecloth. The merciful thing is, the pain fades and the hole
closes over, leaving the good memories (as if a pet could ever give
its human bad memories on purpose). We've got six new lives to look
after now, and a mama cat to spay as soon as it can be managed; so
much to do, and not enough hours in the day to do them!
To everyone who sent their condolences, sympathies, prayers and
well-wishes to us on the sudden and tragic loss of our PIe-cat, thank
you so very much. The words are inadequate to express the comfort you
have extended to me and my hubby (who misses his sweetie badly, but
gamely soldiers on), but they are gratefully appreciated, more than
you know.
The maid who went on leave sent word she will not come back. Reason:
she has no more money for the fare back. According to her aunt, whose
phone she used to send the message and who I asked to relay my
sentiments on her statement, apparently maid's former Chinese employer
used to give her a free round-trip ticket when she went on her
vacations. I told the aunt that the maid ought to have brought up the
topic with Dad when she announced she was going on leave - free
tickets to househelp are neither an obligation or standard practice,
after all. Will have to break the news to parents and we'll see about
getting a new maid, I suppose.
Pica's kittens are now eating solid food and using the litter pan.
Yayz! They have been duly introduced to the world at large, and are
made much of by the humans. The other cats tolerate their presence
with varying expressions of acceptance and disdain.
My foster kittens are also eating solid food and using the litter pan.
As well, they are likely to be adopted into the family. See now, if
the shelter had been able to take them in when I first thought to hand
them over, it would have been all right. But now they are not only
bonded to me, I am bonded to them. The thought of them feeling lost
and abandoned at the shelter cages has broken my heart several times
over the course of the last few days, and all things considered, I do
think that by the end of the month, we will have six kittens running
rampant over the house and garden. Oy.
Did I see this coming? Of course I did. But (a) I could hardly leave
them out on the sidewalk that night, and (b) I do not have as much of
a shell over my heart as I thought. Just wait till you see their
pictures. *proud mother glow*
Have managed to do digital file maintenance, burning off stuff onto
discs. Went to a Tumblr meetup, which was loads of fun. Got feedback
on my stalled Slam Dunk fanfic, which was very encouraging, and is
incentive to somehow find the time to construct the next chapter, even
if I have to type in three words a day to do it. (Which I have done
for actual, non-fiction assignments, with amazing results - at least
to me.)
There are episodes of The Tudors and Dr. Who that need watching. It's
been fun watching the audience reactions about Dr. Who all over my
friends' page on LiveJournal; I don't feel like I've missed much
except for the actual viewing, which should be fun, since I do see a
Dr. Who mini-marathon in my future. *grin*
As for The Tudors: the episode where Catherine Howard and her lovers
are executed? I closed my eyes through most of it, as I was watching
at night, and the image of a man being hung, drawn and quartered was
NOT something I wanted to take to bed with me! Otherwise, I love the
quality of the series, and regret not having started it from the first
season. OTOH - BOX SET. *grin*
Life goes on. There is a Pie-cat-shaped hole in it, but when you
consider how many holes our many pets have left in our lives over the
years, the image of Swiss cheese would not be too far-fetched. Or
fine cheesecloth. The merciful thing is, the pain fades and the hole
closes over, leaving the good memories (as if a pet could ever give
its human bad memories on purpose). We've got six new lives to look
after now, and a mama cat to spay as soon as it can be managed; so
much to do, and not enough hours in the day to do them!