Today my cousin Susan passed away. I didn't know she was even in the hospital, though I don't know if I would have visited even if I knew. She had been in and out of the hospital for about as long as I could remember and always came out pretty much unfazed. If anyone could have survived out of pure stubbornness it would have been her. My "aunt" Susan was always amazing to me, always very small with a raspy voice full of bite and wit. She could be sharp and stinging as a whip but kind and gentle as well. She cared for her animals and they worshiped her. Her kids were screwed up but she still loved them and took care of them as best she could. When I was a kid I always felt like the outcast in the family. I wasn't part of the close family that spent all their time together, I looked different from all my cousins, I was quieter and my parents weren't as lenient as theirs. The cousins my age pretty much treated me as such and didn't really want me around much. I still kind of get that from them but never from Susan. She was always happy to see me and if I wasn't at a gathering she would hassle my mother and demand I be at the next one. She always told me I was her favorite and though I am pretty sure she told all the cousins that it really meant something to me. She always made me feel valued and that not everyone felt I was the freak of the family. I feel like I let her down not getting to see her in so long. I only went with Coy once to clean her house, missed Easter because I was working, I missed the last two funerals because of work. It has made me realize I need to put my family in front of work because if I keep putting work first I will loose out on spending time with people who are way more important to me.
I still can't believe she is gone. I don't think any family gathering will ever feel the same. I wonderful if I will ever feel comfortable at a family gathering again, she always made me feel so protected and welcome. She was always so sweet to me and in her own way, to everyone else. I will miss her hugs, her personality, her fighting spirit and her sense of humor. I am very happy, though, that she is no longer in pain, she no longer has any worries, is with her husband and can smoke and drink as much as she pleases without any worries!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
My life
Seriously! How is it that I forget to pay some tickets and spend 36 hours in jail, in isolation, then being moved in with general pop, rotated all over the place, transferred all over the place even different cities, have to change into those sexy orange outfits and hang out with psychos and crack whores, Coy gets around his warrants without paying for YEARS finally gets called on them and he gets to FOLLOW the cop to the station so his car doesn't get towed, gets to hang out in his own cell with a COT, get offered a book, magazines and hang out for two hours and he is done?!?! WTF?!?! Now I am out $650 and I get to spend the rest of my life wondering who I effed over in a past life to earn the luck I got stuck with in this one!!! Murphey's Law? I gots it!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
More on Claudius
Originally posted;
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Friday, July 24, 2009
Claudius Comes Home
*Originally Posted March 25th 2009*
Claudius's story as we know it began about two weeks ago when he was picked up as a stray in Carrollton by their animal control officers. They found him dirty and ragged and were amazed by his tenacity in surviving on his own for who knows how long with all the issues he had stuck against him. Claudius is around 15 years old. He has been declawed on the front. He is missing a couple of teeth, he is blind in one eye and loosing sight in one eye. Some time years ago he had what is called a hematoma in his ear where the blood vessals in his ear burst and no one took care of it and the ear deformed around it to protect the rest of his body. It caused him a very large amount of pain for a very long time, but he did not let that phase him. How he has a lump on his neck about the size of a golf ball. I find out most of this after I took him in.
We made the decision to take him in to our home because he looked like an amazing survivor who deserved a great retirement home and we wanted to make sure he got just that. Unfortunately before we were able to get him and take him home another lady from Haltom City adopted him. I had hoped that the lady would give him the best home possible but we soon found out that she was not the best pet owner for him. She tended to take in many pets and had a very small home. She also did not really know anything about animals and was trying to sell him. We decided that we could spare a bit of money to get him out of that situation. She told people he for sure had cancer though that proved to not be a fact. She told people that he had no teeth where he actually has a pretty full mouth. We soon found out from regular Craig's List people that she has had issues with rescuers before. We gave her the money she wanted and took him home!
His first day home we found out lots of things about him:
He had teeth for one thing!
He is an angel in the carrier once you get him in, he just curls up and chills like
it is no big deal.
He is a perfect gentleman when it comes to litter box manners.
He does enjoy a little bit of string chase though sadly due to his sight and lack
of depth perception he isn't really great at it.
He likes small dark corners to lay in, especially under Coy's corner desk.
He loves The Walker Brothers and lots of other 60's music.
He is not the sturdiest of kitties and can often loose his balance, mostly in
the back end area, so tends to stay away from high areas.
He actually likes his dry food more than the wet!
He meows very lightly and very rarely.
He makes the funniest noises and the funniest faces that keep you smiling all the time.
If you hug him because he is so freaking cute he leans back and looks at you
like you are crazy and this "ack! I am way too bad ass an old man for
hugs!!! Now pet me!!!" That just makes you want to hug him more.
Kisses he just doesn't see coming so when you plant one on his face he
jumps back like WTF?!?!?
His lump on his neck is fluid filled, that is really all we can figure out with
the money that I have.
More to come! We are hoping to find out more about the lump on his neck but it is impossible with the fact that I am a broke barista at Starbucks and Coy is a broke independent house cleaner. We do accept donations and would appreciate them more than words can say but you do need to understand that we are only independent rescuers that do what we can. We try to work with many non-profit rescues and shelters but often are unable to work through them so we do what we can on our own. That is what Claudius is for the time being. We decided not to go through any rescue because his future is so uncertain and we do not want to waste the already thin resources of a rescue as well as end up re-homing him before we know for sure what the lump is. Your donations therefor will not be tax deductable as they would be through a registered non-profit. So we do not expect a decision to donate to us as opposed to a non-profit, but if sure would be appreciated and really help us help Claudius. Also if for some reason you would like to take in an amazing 15 year old kitty with what could be an incredibly short life span and a large price tag attached please let me know. We will have more posts to come. :)
Claudius's story as we know it began about two weeks ago when he was picked up as a stray in Carrollton by their animal control officers. They found him dirty and ragged and were amazed by his tenacity in surviving on his own for who knows how long with all the issues he had stuck against him. Claudius is around 15 years old. He has been declawed on the front. He is missing a couple of teeth, he is blind in one eye and loosing sight in one eye. Some time years ago he had what is called a hematoma in his ear where the blood vessals in his ear burst and no one took care of it and the ear deformed around it to protect the rest of his body. It caused him a very large amount of pain for a very long time, but he did not let that phase him. How he has a lump on his neck about the size of a golf ball. I find out most of this after I took him in.
We made the decision to take him in to our home because he looked like an amazing survivor who deserved a great retirement home and we wanted to make sure he got just that. Unfortunately before we were able to get him and take him home another lady from Haltom City adopted him. I had hoped that the lady would give him the best home possible but we soon found out that she was not the best pet owner for him. She tended to take in many pets and had a very small home. She also did not really know anything about animals and was trying to sell him. We decided that we could spare a bit of money to get him out of that situation. She told people he for sure had cancer though that proved to not be a fact. She told people that he had no teeth where he actually has a pretty full mouth. We soon found out from regular Craig's List people that she has had issues with rescuers before. We gave her the money she wanted and took him home!
His first day home we found out lots of things about him:
He had teeth for one thing!
He is an angel in the carrier once you get him in, he just curls up and chills like
it is no big deal.
He is a perfect gentleman when it comes to litter box manners.
He does enjoy a little bit of string chase though sadly due to his sight and lack
of depth perception he isn't really great at it.
He likes small dark corners to lay in, especially under Coy's corner desk.
He loves The Walker Brothers and lots of other 60's music.
He is not the sturdiest of kitties and can often loose his balance, mostly in
the back end area, so tends to stay away from high areas.
He actually likes his dry food more than the wet!
He meows very lightly and very rarely.
He makes the funniest noises and the funniest faces that keep you smiling all the time.
If you hug him because he is so freaking cute he leans back and looks at you
like you are crazy and this "ack! I am way too bad ass an old man for
hugs!!! Now pet me!!!" That just makes you want to hug him more.
Kisses he just doesn't see coming so when you plant one on his face he
jumps back like WTF?!?!?
His lump on his neck is fluid filled, that is really all we can figure out with
the money that I have.
More to come! We are hoping to find out more about the lump on his neck but it is impossible with the fact that I am a broke barista at Starbucks and Coy is a broke independent house cleaner. We do accept donations and would appreciate them more than words can say but you do need to understand that we are only independent rescuers that do what we can. We try to work with many non-profit rescues and shelters but often are unable to work through them so we do what we can on our own. That is what Claudius is for the time being. We decided not to go through any rescue because his future is so uncertain and we do not want to waste the already thin resources of a rescue as well as end up re-homing him before we know for sure what the lump is. Your donations therefor will not be tax deductable as they would be through a registered non-profit. So we do not expect a decision to donate to us as opposed to a non-profit, but if sure would be appreciated and really help us help Claudius. Also if for some reason you would like to take in an amazing 15 year old kitty with what could be an incredibly short life span and a large price tag attached please let me know. We will have more posts to come. :)
Thursday, July 23, 2009
In the begining.....
When I was a little kid I was always the one trying to bring home anything furry that I thought might need my help. That means baby birds, baby squirrels, baby bunnies, and any stray that would let me get my hands on them. Sometimes I would bring home dogs larger than I was. When I was around 10 or so my mom tore out a newspaper article about a lady in South Dallas that ran an anything and everything rescue through her house. Anything that needed her help, got her help. There was a phone number to contact if you wanted to volunteer. I started going to the lady's house to help her take care of her animals. There were bunnies, cats, dogs, hamsters, birds of all kinds, a squirrel, tons of pot bellied pigs (this was right after their pet craze,) she had even taken two capuchin monkeys in to train them as assistance monkeys for the physically impaired. She taught me about how to take care of animals, how every animal needs something just a little bit different. There I learned about how the decision to own the "it" pet can affect many animals for the rest of their lives. I learned what "rescue" meant and that people can treat animals cruelly and thoughtlessly. I saw litters of potbellied pigs being born in a back yard already over full of pigs no one wanted anymore. I saw the eyes of the pets abandoned, left behind and abused. This was different from the dog that got loose from his yard because he was afraid of the storm, the baby bird that fell from its nest. This was real suffering and loss these pets were going through and it was because of us, People. I hadn't yet learned about our impact on our animal friends. From that point on I decided that I would make sure to give everything I could in my life to help as many animals as I possibly could. I knew then I was, a Rescuer.
Since then I have volunteered for Operation Kindness being a regular volunteer, helping in their shelter, at adoption events, and as a pregnant cat foster. I have as always taken in whichever animal happens to come my way that tells me it needs my help, that makes around three rats, 6 cats, and 5 dogs, all those were independent fosters that now have either passed on or found very good loving homes. I have fostered for several rescue groups, and helped out shelters. I have a MYSPACE
site that is dedicated to helping pets find homes and people become more informed about pets and pet care. Hopefully this BlogSpot will help do the same. Pretty much if I can help in some way, I will try to help. Even when I am busy, sick and basically don't really enjoy having to work with others I still try to do what I can.
Though I pretty much never have money and what money I do have normally goes to my pets and my foster pets I do try to donate to places like the Humane Society and the ASPCA when I have a couple of extra dollars. $8 annually is better than none I suppose. I have started an ETSY page to sell the things I make to help afford to care for our fosters. I will be happy to go the extra mile for those willing to go the extra mile for the funds to care for my animals! Please check it out; http://www.kittyskrafties.etsy.com
Since then I have volunteered for Operation Kindness being a regular volunteer, helping in their shelter, at adoption events, and as a pregnant cat foster. I have as always taken in whichever animal happens to come my way that tells me it needs my help, that makes around three rats, 6 cats, and 5 dogs, all those were independent fosters that now have either passed on or found very good loving homes. I have fostered for several rescue groups, and helped out shelters. I have a MYSPACE
site that is dedicated to helping pets find homes and people become more informed about pets and pet care. Hopefully this BlogSpot will help do the same. Pretty much if I can help in some way, I will try to help. Even when I am busy, sick and basically don't really enjoy having to work with others I still try to do what I can.Though I pretty much never have money and what money I do have normally goes to my pets and my foster pets I do try to donate to places like the Humane Society and the ASPCA when I have a couple of extra dollars. $8 annually is better than none I suppose. I have started an ETSY page to sell the things I make to help afford to care for our fosters. I will be happy to go the extra mile for those willing to go the extra mile for the funds to care for my animals! Please check it out; http://www.kittyskrafties.etsy.com
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