Friday, September 16, 2005
things of recent memory i wish i could erase
i'm guessing this is very much how being a mom feels. because at 2 a.m., after unhappily tending to poop, ear mites, and three instances of vomit, on my way to bed (and a good hour after i wanted to be in bed), i saw this:
and my heart melted. i had to get out the camera and capture it. and then i spent a good half-hour taking pictures of my babycats, scratching heads, touching little paws, and snuggling (oftentimes against their will).
when i finally made it to bed, fluffy followed. he's been outside usually at night lately, but stayed in last night. i was so tired but couldn't not pet the little guy. two minutes later, mama jumps up on the bed. two minutes after that, a baby came up. i just sat there, giggling. three little cats, all looking at me in the dark, expecting to be loved on.
so yeah, this i guess i'm really a cat mom. i try to keep everyone fed and healthy and sometimes get frazzled over the whole thing, but a couple of days a week after work, i end up in my front yard, making a fool of myself in the grass, enjoying what nice little cats the strays are. and at 2 a.m., when i'm hating life, a sleeping cat will stop me in my tracks, with a smile. :) ¶ 11:08 AM
- numerous ear-mite medication applications, including the unhappy patients trying to wiggle away, shaking the medication (and mite sludge) out of their ears and onto my neck/arms/face. and there was the one time it got in my eye. mm, cat allergens, parasites, and insecticide! what more could a girl want?
- having a cockroach land on my arm as i was sitting outside the other night, washing out a litterbox in the dark.
- coming home yesterday to a huge pile of vomit on my couch. it could be worse; it could have been poop.
- cleaning nasty kitten kitten poo off the side of the litterbox at 2 a.m. so i could sleep knowing my house didn't stink.
- waking up regularly every night, wheezing. i've been miserable for the past week or so. aggh.
i'm guessing this is very much how being a mom feels. because at 2 a.m., after unhappily tending to poop, ear mites, and three instances of vomit, on my way to bed (and a good hour after i wanted to be in bed), i saw this:
and my heart melted. i had to get out the camera and capture it. and then i spent a good half-hour taking pictures of my babycats, scratching heads, touching little paws, and snuggling (oftentimes against their will).
when i finally made it to bed, fluffy followed. he's been outside usually at night lately, but stayed in last night. i was so tired but couldn't not pet the little guy. two minutes later, mama jumps up on the bed. two minutes after that, a baby came up. i just sat there, giggling. three little cats, all looking at me in the dark, expecting to be loved on.
so yeah, this i guess i'm really a cat mom. i try to keep everyone fed and healthy and sometimes get frazzled over the whole thing, but a couple of days a week after work, i end up in my front yard, making a fool of myself in the grass, enjoying what nice little cats the strays are. and at 2 a.m., when i'm hating life, a sleeping cat will stop me in my tracks, with a smile. :) ¶ 11:08 AM
