Play time!
I wanted to end the week on a cheerier note, and post a couple of snapshots of Derry playing.
This was Wednesday evening, above. I had bought some catnip mice, as he normally loves catnip, but I really couldn't interest him in them. "Toy fail, lady!" I imagine he was saying.
However, he still loves his stick! He does a weird thing with his back legs when he gets a-hold of the feathers, and he'll let you know in no uncertain terms that you are NOT to attempt to take it away until he's done with it. The pic below is from last evening.
However, he still loves his stick! He does a weird thing with his back legs when he gets a-hold of the feathers, and he'll let you know in no uncertain terms that you are NOT to attempt to take it away until he's done with it. The pic below is from last evening.
This morning he was more energetic than he has been, and went out into our (enclosed) garden a couple of times, ran out to roll on the hard ground. He also had a great session with his stick, and with another favourite, a pipe-cleaner I twist and curl up.
Why do I spend money on cat toys???
Nonetheless, I think I'll pop out this weekend to a couple of pet supply stores to look for some presents from "Santa." I can have cardboard scratchers again (Nicki always attacked, chewed and spit out anything cardboard, would leave such a mess), so I'll get one or two, and a new feather wand as well.
Oh, and this was Derry yesterday evening, after the play session, getting scritches and cuddles. :-)
I'm at work for a full day today, so I imagine he'll find the time long, but he knows my schedule, after almost 12 full years with me.
Anyway, I'm wishing us--and you--a peaceful, content, uneventful weekend. We could use it.
Peace.
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Time is the only medicine. I still reach out for Sami at night sometimes but my memories now are mostly sweet.
Have a good weekend!
As you know, the grief over a loss never completely disappears. But we learn to live with it. I was thinking of Parker earlier today. The worst thing about death is remembering just how full of life the living once were. That's when death feels like robbery.
Derry looks at ease so he will no doubt find his way back to cheerfulness with you!
It is now 4 days ago since our Barty got his three shots and he did only eat on the same day. He is drinking however and since my latest invention of making him a safe beddie on our love seat in the veranda (where he always loved to be but what became off limits for all six...) he's happier. Every time I had to go to the bathroom I've gone to see him and he was purring so sweetly, a different deeper purr as usual but nevertheless. Three times he was down on the rug and I carefully lifted him up to put him back on his beddie. He drank water each time from a ramekin that I held up for him and this morning he was even in the adjacent kitchen to drink from his bigger bowl and he ate just a little. Used the litter box as well, just peed in it. What I could not do was go back to the vet and have him put inside a little cage to stay. He would die when he's away from his Mami. He's at ease and who knows? Yesterday morning he wanted outside and I carried him down the front door steps and he walked all the way over the side patio, via the wooden walk way through the garden to the greenhouse and pond area. He lied down on the fall leaves where I had to scoop him up and bring him back in. I was too afraid that he would try to hide some place in order to die. Could not bear that thought! Ants getting him and God knows what else?! Covering the love seat with a mattress cover that can handle liquid... and then the long cotton mat he loved to lounge on in front of our French door in the bedroom. I've also placed my small lap-duvet that I made from the down leftover after altering our European sized twin duvets. A flannel cover is over it and it is all washable! he's now in some sun puddles on it and asleep. He wanted to be near me while I had breakfast so I got my MacBook in order to be near him in the veranda. Love this sweet boy so much and he has been so loving and caring all his life. Wishing you a peaceful Sunday!
Hugs,
Mariette
I hope Derry is providing some cheer and comfort for you. I know you're deeply sad and missing Nicki but I hope Derry is bringing some happiness.
Pawpats and kitty kisses to you both.
Trixie, Caspurr and Shimshi
Good to see Derry is having fun!