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Hi. I'm Cleo. After being surrendered at Orange County Animal Services in Chapel Hill, NC I found myself being gawked at by a couple of humans whom I eventually adopted. I let them refer to themselves as "mom" and "dad", and they couldn't have found a better home than one filled with... me.

Friday, March 20, 2015

Decison Time

Well, yesterday was a day to bring up some unpleasant things.  I came home for lunch after a typically shitty day, and my wife, who has to be the most awesome housekeeper I've ever known, was doing some cleaning and had some of Orbit's things lined up by the door.
     We haven't been in any hurry to remove these items- bagged food, unused medications, unused boxes of litter and the rolled up piece of carpet we kept under his litter box- from our apartment.
     It didn't make any sense to hang onto these things any longer, so we mutually agreed to donate most of them to Atlantic Animal Hospital for use by others.  And then it came to Orbit's litter box, the small platform I made for his food and water bowls when he first appeared to be having a problem stooping to eat and drink, and his perch.
     His perch has been laying on the floor in the corner where I put it after removing it from our living room window sill when the last freeze set in.  Our windows, no-name vinyl economy-grade pieces of shit that they are, are so drafty that the plastic we taped over them bulged like a pregnant belly.
     To try to make a long story not quite as long as I ordinarily can I'm sitting here right now looking at the perch, the litter box and the bowl platform, over in their respective corners.  We'll keep those few things for the time being.  
     Yeah, we'll have another cat one of these days, but with assorted uncertainties in our life right now we've decided to wait.  I'd toyed with the idea of suggesting we foster for a while, but I'm not even sure we're ready for that.  Don't want even the temporary attachment just yet.
     

10 comments:

Ivan and Izzy from WMD said...

Those items will find new life again in time. They will wait until.

We all hope other things will settle out for you soon.

Random Felines said...

you will know when the time is right....and there is no time frame except the one you decide on

Fur Everywhere said...

Follow your heart and do what's best for you. You will know when the time is right for another furry baby. <3

Summer said...

You'll make changes in your own time. My human got rid of ALL of Sparkle's meds practically the moment she came back from the vet, mainly because they involved bad memories. Naturally, it turned out a few months later that Binga could have used the PepcidAC and she had to go out and buy it all over again.

Brian said...

We know how that is all too well. I agree with the others, your heart will tell you.

The Island Cats said...

You'll know when the time is right. It was nice of you to donate what you could...I did the same thing after losing one of my cats.

Island Cat Mom

Eastside Cats said...

Sorry 'bout the shitty work day...I'm having a daily dose of those too. Orbit's stuff is important; you'll know what to do when it feels right. I even saved Sammy's outside shelter, made from a beer cooler and lined with extra insulation. I held onto it for a long time, until a friend mentioned he had found feral cats near his home, and I gave him Sammy's house for the sake of other cats. That felt right.

Mickey's Musings said...

It's good to donate things like food and litter.
Other things can stay a bit.
We purr things settle out for you two and you can get on with healing.
You will know when the time is right for another furry friend.
Purrs Georgia and Julie,
Treasure and JJ

da tabbies o trout towne said...

guys...all things in due time; when the time IS right, you will know...it's way awesome to donate orbit's belongings; the shelter and the cats there will truly appreciate it; and there's nothing wrong with hanging onto a few items....still have a dog collar from a bulldog I had when I was 13......and that was a hellava... long... time... ago ♥♥♥

Unknown said...

You do what feels right for you. You don't need to explain a thing. We've all been there.
I have a few select things from much beloved kitties. Some get used again, some don't. I've never been kitty-less so usually in my house it gets used again. I have a puff ball toy that belonged to a very special boy who passed 13 years ago. The current group plays with it. It makes me happy because I remember my special boy as that thing gets batted around

About This Blog

Created in July 2011 this blog chronicled the everyday life of a well-seasoned, spoiled house panther named Orbit. He was a nearly constant companion for almost 22 years, and ruled our roost until he passed away in December 2014, and the loss of his companionship hit us like a ton of bricks.
After more than 2 years without a live-in feline friend we found this senior Tortie gal at a local shelter and just couldn't leave without her. Cleo certainly came with an abundance of purrsonalitude, and has staked her claim on our hearts and in our home since day one. It took some long, deep thought, but I decided to pick up where Orbit left off and let Cleo tell her stories. Of course from time to time I'll add some non-Cleo posts, but she'll get over it.