I say yes, you say no, OR People are Strange

Steve just checked the ceiling and we caught the possum - he's on his way to a nearby park. He only put the borrowed trap up yesterday with some apple in it and voila - one caught intruder. Now he'll have to nail up the entry point again. I had to carry the cage downstairs and the bloody thing peed all down our internal stairs - guess I'll have to wash the floor now - yukk

KAM...I think it is like any loss. It is a process. Hurts like hell at first but the memories that give you warm fuzzies gradually take over.

Susie, many of us can sympathize with your possum problems. They can definitely be a nusance and hard to get rid of

Kam - Many hugs. I lost three companion animals within 2 1/2 years. There's no formula on how long it takes to stop hurting so badly - it just gradually eases. I still cry sometimes when I remember my lost babies, but the memories now are gentler more bitter-sweet. Ms. Boo will always be in your heart.

Kam,

So sorry to hear about Miss Boo.

Sunflowers, I was born and raised in Denver, CO. I was bussed to a very affluent neighborhood for school because we were living in a new subdivision and they had yet to build a local school.

Wishing all a weekend which restores your soul.

Major thunderstorm hitting us as I sit here - we really needed some relief from the heat.

Found the wee kitty hiding under the divan on the front verandah - now under our bed.

((((Kam)))) I lost a another beloved dog 11 years ago. I still have her ashes and think of her a lot, not daily still, but frequently. She was a great, friendly little dog with tons of energy right up to the last few weeks, when she was diagnosed with terminal kidney disease. Time eases the loss, but it does take time. Between her death and now I've also lost both my parents, so the grieving has been pretty much non-stop.

You should comfort yourself with the fact that you gave your precious Ms Boo a wonderful life. No cat could ask for more!

Some people can't seem to GRASP this now.

Always refreshing to know brilliant people are out there passing along their incredibly brilliant conclusions -- just so we won't MESS up.

Expect it's a snark - but sounds so LIKE what she'd say, as when Tina Fey "performed" and we KNEW it was even better than the "original" - tho in that case, Tina used the Tundra Tart's own words.

Bren - oh, Ollies sounds like our Christmas Tree Store. When I moved here, I thought it was only open around Christmas time, my friends got a chuckle out of that. We also have Big Lots.

Denver? Really - I have so many friends from there, none as J described in her childhood, good to know things are changed now.

Thank you guys for all of the comforting words. I just want to say one thing about Ms Boo. The summer before I was dx'd with BC, she got very sick. Unspecified UTI, which is an emotional disease, really. Her fur was coming out in globs and they discovered a new heart murmur. She had been my healthy cat up to that point, and she was only 5 years old. Uncharacteristically, she would crawl up into my folded arms and huddle by my left breast up until the time I was dx'd. I'll always remember that. It was years that I had her when I discovered that if I cried, she would stop on a dime and come running to me and then just nudge me until I felt better with her little petite meows. Everything about her was petite except for her ability to be a mother and run ping pong balls across my house like an A1 soccer player. She had 2 kittens before I adopted her from this low life city pound south of here (I saw her pic on petfinder)....they told me she was an excellent mother. She reared her 2 kittens in this shelter - poor thing. I think half of her life with me was spent while I was remodeling my house. I wonder about the stress of all that. After my cancer, she gets cancer. I feel like I've lost that cat that always took care of me. She had the softest of fur and loved to run and play. Thank you for your thoughts.

Kam - she is gorgeous!!!

Woke up to pouring rain - love it

Went out and checked the repaired opening where the possum got in - all secure. Apparently they are territorial and will try and get back in at the same location. Lucky Steve took it to a park - which we apparently are not supposed to do from what I read last night.