moving on

It is amazing how many people feel for you when sharing the loss of a pet. I even received a wonderful gift from the big boss, thanking me for all the hard work I do for school (it was the book Bad Kitty by Nick Bruel because the illustration of the cat reminded me of my furry friend). Of course I cried when I found the gift at my desk as it was from one cat lover to another.
I have been searching my digital pictures for ones of Onyx(I have lots as he was such a funny kitty) so I can make a few scrapbook pages. I was up late one night and saw a mouse scurry across the floor. Okay, here is the first reason we got a cat - mice! I am ready to get another living breathing affectionate mouse trap. don't get me wrong, we all miss Onyx and know he was a special kitty but he had a job, and it was to convert mice to poop. Now the family will begin the journey of finding the perfect "mouse converter".
To help me keep my mind off of cats and kittens I have been checking my favorite crafty blogs. Happy day! There is a blog hop going on and I have been looking at all the wonderful "festival of lights" projects for the cuttlebug blog hop. I think I just might make some fun embossed name place tags for Thanksgiving, that is if I can find the time to complete 23 place cards and clean the house and prep a fancy dinner and check black Friday ads - I just love Thanksgiving and the gathering of family! Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

sadness

I have learned you can not confine a cat. After several weeks of trying to heal a cat, we decided the suffering has been enough. Our furry friend just hated being confined, weather it was a "kennel" or a room. He would bang himself up trying to get out and his broken leg became a compound fracture. It was destined to become infected (can a cat use a litter box without all four legs?!). Before things were awful we decided to euthanize our beloved pet. Everyone in the house "bucked up" and gave lots of attention to our furry comrade but still in the end we all bawled like babies. Onyx was such a good companion, never clawed the furniture, always quick with a purr and an hug (as well as demand for food!) and kept the mice out of the kitchen. Several days later after the fateful good-bye we still miss him and look to get a furry purr at the end of the day. sigh. We are constantly remembering when Onyx did this or that but I know my adult (and almost adult) children really cared when they provided Onyx with the meal of all kitty meals on his last night - shrimp. Farewell Onyx, we will always hold a special place in our memory of you.