Showing posts with label Rescue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rescue. Show all posts

Sunday, November 23, 2025

September Mourn (Part 2)

As my previous post shows, September started off craptacularly. Then, mid-September came. 

Our boy Jarvis was declining. It was heartbreaking. We made the decision it was time to let him go. So, September 18th we said our goodbyes with many, many, tears.

Jarvis was our best boy. So sweet, so loving. He came into our lives at the absolute best time. I was in desperate need of rescuing. Our IVF journey had ended in disappointment a couple months before he became available at the rescue we had known about through friends. I was working a job that I absolutely hated. While I was at work, Shawn went to the adoption event and Jarvis (then known as Wash) was there. Things clicked into place and my healing journey began.

It is strange to be Jarvis-less. I miss him. He was my baby boy and I was his mommy. 


Thursday, August 16, 2018

Abby Cat

From a Facebook post on Monday, August 6th, 2018:

I have posted pictures of the Queen Bee, Office Diva, Abby. The 16-year-old seal point who ran the show. She assigned you paperwork when she felt like getting up from atop it. She’d take it upon herself to make attempts at rebooting or reprogramming or just typing some kind of mess on your laptop. I swear she came very close to changing my passwords at times. She also enjoyed licking condensation from my giant, ice filled, water jug.

She was particular about her surroundings, her diet, her water bowl, and her people. Morgan was her person, no one could compare. She was so connected to Morgan that she shared her ringworm with her TWICE! The rest of the office was second tier for sure. Some of us aren’t cat people. I mean, we’ll rescue them, but we don’t have them as pets. But with Abby’s 4 months with us we didn’t really become cat people, but we did become Abby people.

Friday morning was probably the most difficult time I’ve had since joining Life Is Better. Abby, who had been through ringworm and food strikes had been diagnosed with renal failure earlier in the week. It was decided that, at 16, it was best to let her go. So, I drove specifically to see her one last time. I’m glad I was there and I’m glad I was with Abby’s #1 and the rest of the 2nd tier crew as we watched her slowly leave us.

#queenabby #proudtobeanabbyperson #adoptdontshop#rescuedismyfavoritebreed #thatrescuelife 

Abby on  a pile of paperwork as she ponders assigning it to me.

Attempting to reboot and then change passwords.

Thirsty kitty is thirsty.

The thirst is real.