I completely missed posting about Mabon, so I shall simply point you to two posts which discuss the way I feel far better than I can at this point: Ruby Sara, here, and Sia, here.
Things are still in somewhat of an uproar here: we are still dealing with Widget's death, and Pixie is not well. He has gotten clumsier as he's grown, and I don't think he is quite right: he doesn't play, he doesn't run and jump (though he does climb some), he's terribly timid. Most of the time he prefers to simply lie in his nest of blankets under the end table and watch what's going on around.
We had thought he just had to grow into himself—he has lots of legs and a big head and not much body—but he's clumsy and wobbly and doesn't walk right, and it's getting worse as he grows. But he eats well and uses the litter pan, and isn't sick—there's just something wrong with him. I suspect he won't live long; if he were still outside, he would be dead already, one of life's culls. But he's as sweet as can be—he's always happy to be petted and he has a sunny disposition, and on his good days, he does a little exploring.
There's no reason not to make whatever time he has as pleasant as possible, so I am attempting to just be thankful that he's here for now and enjoy his presence.
(On a brighter note, I have finished one Halloween costume. Two more to go . . . )
EDIT: Well, his time here was even shorter than I'd expected. He fell from the ironing board (where he had, of course, no business) and hurt his back to the point that he could no longer walk. My poor baby; we'd only had him a month, but he was such a little charmer. We couldn't bear to see him hurting . . . so we buried him next to Auntie Widget . . . they can play together in the Summerland. She'll be young and strong again, and he won't have trouble running and jumping.
This makes five dearly loved cats gone since the first of the year. I'm not sure how much more heartbreak I can stand.
He's a darling lil' cat & I KNOW he'll have joy as long as he lives!
Posted by: Kai | Friday, 24 September 2010 at 03:32 PM
I am so sorry for your loss. I hope you will take some comfort in knowing he wouldn't have had these few days in the lap of luxury if it hadn't been for you. (Hugs)
Posted by: Myra | Friday, 24 September 2010 at 08:54 PM
I am so sorry. We've buried 2 beloved dogs in the last 6 months and my oldest kitty is now 15, still doing well, but it makes you feel like you're waiting for the next shoe to drop. I know you're finding comfort in all the others in your household.
Posted by: Beth Gott | Friday, 24 September 2010 at 11:57 PM
oh anita. so very sorry. hugs from colorado.
Posted by: towanda | Saturday, 25 September 2010 at 04:07 PM
My deepest sympathies - I do know how it feels, and this year my Chesney disappeared - vanished without a trace in a quite neighborhood. Your poor tortie - you know that a male tortie is extremely rare - I wonder if that had something to do with it? Once again - deepest sympathies to you. -Anna
Posted by: Anya | Saturday, 25 September 2010 at 07:13 PM