What a Week
What a week. I flew back to Cancun on the red eye from Denver, I got into Cancun at 7 am on Monday morning. I hadn’t slept on the plane so I’d been up for over 24 hours when I got home, and that lack of sleep set the tone for the whole week.
My housekeeper was set to come clean the house at 10 am Monday. She hadn’t cleaned in 2 weeks so I wasn’t about to reschedule her. But I did not need an extra person in the house just then, what I needed was a nap.
And I came home to a dying cat. One of my eldest, Ariel, had been deteriorating for several weeks. While I was away husbandito was giving her liquids with an eye dropper, because she wouldn’t eat or drink on her own. His ministrations kept her alive long enough for me to say goodbye to her.
She died Monday night. She was over 17, I’d adopted her, along with her sister Grace (who is still with us), at about age 1½ from the humane society. Ariel spent most of her last months lying on top of the (covered) printer on my desk. She would get needy sometimes and walk back and forth in front of the monitor and meow at me until I scritched her properly. Now when I sit at the computer it’s oddly peaceful and it feels weird to be able to pile junk on the printer and not have it annoy anyone (but me). I miss you Ariel.
In the last few days I’ve had 4 close friends each need some kind of emergency care from a doctor. The worry for each of them, coupled with the passing of my cat, has made things feel heavy. All of them will be ok, not all of them know that yet, but all of them will be ok. But still I worry for each of them.
And if cats dying and friends in crisis and lack of sleep isn’t enough husbandito and I were driving along the other day and saw an iguana try to cross the road in front of an oncoming truck. The poor thing made it safely between the 2 front tires and then freaked out underneath the truck and was crushed by a back tire. It was so sad to witness this abrupt death. And the poor thing had been crossing to get away from some bulldozers that were tearing up the earth and destroying its habitat. Sometimes life is mean.
Last week in Colorado it seemed like life was meant to be enjoyed. But this week in Cancun was not easy to enjoy. Next week will be better though, better for all of us, I can feel it.
April 5th, 2008 06:59
Oh kitty. I’m so sorry to hear about Ariel. She lived a long, good life. I hope Grace will be okay without her. And, you know, you.
Maybe a little sleep will help next week be better.
April 5th, 2008 09:23
Oh my you have had quite a week. When I read about Ariel it reminded me of my sister’s cat, Angel. She is getting to be very needy in her old age and I think her days are numbered. People just don’t understand if they have never had a pet that it’s like losing a close family member when they pass.
I hope all of your friends will be ok with their health as well. I will say a prayer for them.
Now get some sleep girl…things will get better.
April 5th, 2008 10:14
I’m so sorry to hear about your kitty. I hope you and the other kits will be ok.
It does sound like you’ve had a rough week but I’m sure it will get better.
Hang in there and yes, try and catch up on sleep.
April 5th, 2008 18:52
Thanks for the sympathy ladies. Ariel had a long and happy life. Grace seems to miss her, poor girl. We always thought Grace would go first because her health has always been worse. I guess you never know.
I took a long nap today and will go to bed early tonight. By Monday I should be as good as new.