Thoughts on loss

This has been a very bad month. It seems everyone is losing a cat. Yesterday I found out that Loader the beautiful Maine coon looking cat that had been abandoned where I work has died.

This gorgeous cat that had at one time been a loved pet, a family member that was abandoned before Christmas last year with his buddy Tux died alone under a store. I had wanted them out of the parking lot but not this way.

Tux came a bit into the store tonight, he sat on the welcome mat and cried a bit as he watched the rain. He only stayed in a few minutes until a car drove up.

I am really tired of writing sad posts, I am really tired of crying because I cannot do anything to save some of these cats that show up in my life.
I know that one day we i can I will get those I can out of this area and hopefully to a better life. I pray it is soon.

Having a bad day

Today started off so good to. I woke up snuggled in kitties, Moira by my cheek, Lu on her perch, Robber behind me and Dash on my toes. The rest of the day really went to hell.

Blackberry had a follow up appointment she is doing good and I was given the go ahead to place her back out in the enclosure. Within seconds Delilah started to attack her so she is now back in the hospital cage until I can find another way to house her and find a new home for Delilah.

Then we went to IKEA and for the first time ever I found nothing that I wanted, the lunch was blah, the new displays boring, the pet section gone. They even changed the tiny food market to unappealing and not shop friendly.

Leaving there we went to the Nordstroms Rack which was across the street to see if I could find any new shoes for work. Well maybe if I worked in an office or was a 'Party Girl for Hire' I would have found something to work in but nothing that would work with my job. I did buy some hair clips an acrylic ring and a pair of heaty therapy booties-do not attempt to walk in these as the microwave bags in the bottom will pull them right off of your feet but the do warm your feet if you are going to be stationary.

Then as we are driving home I saw in the divide of the road a seagull sitting looking around not moving. We turned around and I picked it up and as we were right across the street from the wildlife refuge I tried there first to find out what to do with it.. I was sent to the rehabilitaion center where no one was and finally I called my vet to see if I could take it there. The poor thing died in my arms as I was getting out of the car at the vets office.
At least it did not die in traffic.