Spring is in the air and it has been the most gloriously sunny week. Indeed the just a glance of the sun makes you feel all smiley inside....and put a smile on your face. It doesn't seem that long ago that we were doing the garden last autumn when Jonesy was flitting about as he started to become ill. All of a sudden we are doing the garden again, planting pretty flowers in tubs and placing the large house plants outside. Time seems to speed past at a maddening rate these days, and it sometimes is hard to stop and take stock. Today I was fortunate to have one of those times when I could sit and swing merrily on my swing seat as I watched the girl cats, Peanut and Ripley, delicately weave in and out of the grass paths on the lawn. Ripley even had a mad cat moment where she leapt about, pouncing on nothing, and meowing wildly at the sky, while her tail ended up like a fluffy bush, all doubled in size! Why do their tails do that I wonder? It's hard for me to say this but I am pretty sure that Jonesy's mum Peanut is not going to live much longer!! She has got pretty thin and today she was definitely wobbly on her back legs. She is almost 17 years old and seems to be tired and weary. When she did eventually go into the garden the effort seemed to exhaust her. Although Ripley is the same age she certainly is far more lively and well. We are all worried about Peanut and are giving her lots of love and attention, and my husband and I have discussed taking her to the vets. But both of us have said we know what the vet will say! I cant talk about it much because I still am heartbroken about Jonesy. My husband just says he cant take her.....even though we really know we need some advice. Don't get me wrong. She is eating, meowing like normal, drinking, etc, but she is tired.....and we can see that. This is the part I hate about having pets. Part of life, yes, but not a part I like!!
So... Easter is almost here. Spring is in the air. There is much to look forward to, including my week off just after Easter, yippee. How shall I spend that week? Well I intend to do little, eat what I wish and generally doss about!!! I cant wait :-) Watch this space for my blog on how to spend a week doing nothing, ha ha........
Oh! Dear....Oh! Dear....
ReplyDeleteIt's sad, isn't it...After so many years, and for a cat, 17 is a good age. On the good side, you have the memories....The photos, and, most of all, the fact that you had, a most wonderful friend..!
I've had four cats in 30yrs....And, each one has it's own photo album. And, l still enjoy looking through them, having a laugh, and, yes, still a little tear....! Bless them, very grateful to have had them in my life....And, the joy and happiness they brought to me and my daughter, is second to none....They were family....We loved them to bits......! :>).