Showing posts with label Sophie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sophie. Show all posts
May was a pretty hard month; or well there was a week in it that was particularly... hard. In life people suffer loss, it's just one of those things and no matter how much we prepare ourselves or how much we think we'll be fine, we usually aren't. At least not for awhile. Ever since COVID the weeks and months just start to blur together and it gets hard to remember what I did in which month. Esp since I don't get out as much as I use to and so I don't take as many pictures as I use to either.
The week of Mother's Day Bubba was feeling worse than he had earlier so he took himself to the ER where he did test positive for COVID. He had been coughing for about a week and it was starting to get pretty bad. I had headaches (thankfully not migraines, ironically), body aches, dizziness and a low grade fever for about 2-3 days. Then I just didn't. I never had a full blown fever or coughing and congestion, at all. I retained my sense of smell and taste up until maybe the end of the week for about 2 days. Bubba had medicine and an inhaler to take. I just kept popping Emergen-C gummies and staying on top of my Vit C and trying to stay hydrated by drinking something other than soda all day.
On Thursday that same week, my cat I adopted as a 30th birthday/post divorce gift in 2015 was having a rough day. She was diagnosed with kidney failure 5 years ago and since moving to TX she's just gotten progressively worse in various areas of her health. She started getting annual ear infections. That moved on to masses growing in her ears and eventually in her eye. She stopped bathing herself. And that's when things started to get bad really fast. The last week she hadn't been eating her medicated food but would eat human food; which she never really cared too much for anything besides cheese, whipped cream, vanilla ice cream and Cheetos. And yet the only thing she would fight you for was the cheese. Everything else, if you offered she would take. But beyond those human foods, she didn't care for anything else. She had also started crying day and night and no matter what we did to help, it just wouldn't stop.
The last time we brought her to the vet they found a mass growing behind one of her eyes, because of her age and her health they told us that they probably would decide against putting her under and taking care of the masses because it would probably hurt her more than help. We were also advised to consider not giving her rabies shots after a point, esp since she was a single indoor only cat.
So on this particular day, I noticed she seemed unable to move. Almost like she couldn't move her arms and legs. She sort of just laid there, like a pancake and hard a hard time breathing. I spent as much time as I could with her petting her and talking to her. Telling her it's okay and she did so good being the most amazing companion a person could ask for. I eventually had to go to bed because I was still recovering from COVID.
By the time Bubba had gotten up Friday morning, she was gone.
In one week I had COVID and lost my best companion. I still don't really feel like talking to anyone about anything in particular. I'm at least feeling up to writing/blogging again but other than that... I'm just finding it to be too much energy to talk about anything. The house is a lot more quiet and feels a lot more empty without her here. Like something is definitely missing. I haven't lived anywhere in 6 years without her, and while I knew it was going to be hard, I still feel totally unprepared. It took me two weeks to really cry about it and now I just randomly burst into tears; it's like it just opened a whole gate of emotions.
Bub caught me crying one night and I woke up to these flowers and a sweet note from him and Tums.
Last year I told Bubba that Easter was one of my favorite hoildays; my mom always made sure we had Easter baskets and as I got older she started adding Tulips to my Easter basket gifts. But when I moved away to work for Disney, she wasn't there to set up an Easter basket for me (though some years she would ship me one) and so I started making Easter baskets for myself.
(Fun Fact: Despite I was married before for pretty much 11 years, my ex husband never ONCE made me an Easter basket. Then again it took divorce papers to actually buy me a birthday gift for the first time ever so who knows.)
Last year Bubba made me an Easter basket claiming I can't make them for myself so he put together a basket and brought it with him to Disney World since we were spending my birthday there and he was flying out on Easter.
To this day, I have no idea how he fit that giant basket into his duffel bag.
There are few things in life that instantly put me in a good mood --- Spring season is one of them.
Despite I spend 70% of my day every day sneezing my soul out.
And even though my allergies are awful in the Spring (though to be fair they're just as bad in Fall which is also my favorite season).
But also my birthday is in the Spring!
I love how you get super excited for your birthdays until you hit like 25 then it's like shit, I'm hella close to 30. I'm turning 33 this year which means I'm inching closer and closer to 40 and I'm not sure how I fuckin feel about that.
There's so much I want to DO and SEE and EXPERIENCE. There's so much I'm not ready for. There's so much I want to be ready for but I don't know how. And as always, I feel like I'm running out of time. Then again I've felt like that since I was 13.
However this is my first real Spring in Texas and my first birthday here. Every time I live somewhere I come up with a new tradition, on accident. I'm a little worried since I don't know what to do for my bday since I don't know much about Texas but I'm also really curious to see what I'll stumble on.
Though I have thought of creating a tradition with this super cute bakery in Dallas called Sweet Daze. But we'll see.
Today is also this sweet girl's THIRD ADOPTAVERSARY!
Today 3 years ago I got to finally take Sophie home! In the last 3 years we've moved FIVE times to FOUR different cities and to TWO states. She's been my cuddle buddy, my nap buddy, my alarm clock, my time-to-go-to-bed clock, my guard cat and my best friend.
She's licked my tears while I've cried. She's swatted my arm to get extra loves and she's woken me up with kisses. She is the sweetest soul I've ever encountered and the most laid back cat. She doesn't get mad. She doesn't get attitudes. Sometimes she talks back and sometimes she just talks. But she's never bit anyone out of anger or annoyance. She's patient with everything except loves. And she loves attention. She also loves cheese. And sea salt kettle chips. And coconut ice cream.
Everyone advised I didn't adopt her when I found her because she was 10 and only weighed 5 pounds but I'm glad I didn't listen and held on to her until I could take her home. I don't regret any of it one bit.
Happy 3 years baby girl, I hope you'll stick around for another 3. And maybe 3 more after that?
What are some of your favorite things about Spring?
Two years ago I was on the phone with a friend walking through PetSmart and passing by the adoption center in the back of the store in Tampa, FL like I always did.
Except this time a tiny little girl caught my attention and the moment I saw her I told my friend I had to call him back. I poked at the window and tried to find a worker who would let me meet her.
I've passed plenty of animals up for adoption and my mom rescues stray cats; but never had I ever had the urge to MEET one of the animals.
The worker let me back there and they pulled Sophie out from her cubbie and set her on the floor. She was a bit cautious and super curious. I freakin loved her. I don't know why or what it was about her but I just didn't want to leave her there. They told me she's been kept there for 3 years and no one wanted her because she was 10 years old and only 5 pounds. Everyone was afraid she was a sickly cat or there was something wrong with her. You can't tell in the picture above very well but her tail is also broken. I'm not sure what happened but close to the tip of her tail it's broken. So when she's happy she whips her tail but the tip of her tail goes a different direction. I personally think it's quirky and cute. The lady who ran the adoption agency that found Sophie doesn't know much about her either just that she was in the pound and they were gonna put her down.
I'm glad they didn't.
I'm glad that lady found her.
I'm glad I stumbled on her when I did.
It took me about 3 weeks to be able to afford to adopt Sophie. I had a gofundme page up and everything. Two of my friends helped me adopt her and for that I'm forever thankful. I visited Sophie once a week until I was able to take her home, I remember looking forward to seeing her every week even if it was just for ten minutes.
In the two years I've had her company we've moved 3 times. She's been my best friend through everything. She was there licking the tears from my face when I'd cry and she's nibble on my hand and wake me up when I've been sleeping for too long. She's cuddle buddy and she's got the most quirkiest personality.
Happy 2nd Adoptaversary Sophie!
This picture was taken a year ago, the first photo of Sophie in her forever home after an hour long drive home!
Sophie was estimated to be 10 years old when I adopted her and she was a solid 5 pounds. She had lived in the adoption center for 3 years, families looking passed her because of her age and her size. She was rescued by the lady who runs that adoption organization from a pound and from being put down. Her tail was broken at some point and she hates when you play with it but I love wrapping it around my arm.
She has a tendency to be a hugger. She will hug you every chance she gets. She'll also hug walls and boxes while looking up at you when she wants something. She's obsessed with water and cheese. She will RUN and climb you for some cheese!! Despite her "age" she is very active and she loves to play. She loves being chased around the house and she loves chasing after balled up pieces of paper.
The last year has been full of changes and new experiences. I went from being allergic to cats to not being able to sleep unless Sophie is with me. I use to be terrified of cats because they bite when they play and they scratch a lot but Sophie has never scratched me for no reason and she does bite me when she's playful but never hard. She's the first cat I haven't been afraid of.
I love seeing her happy and playful. I'm so happy I found her.
Now I'm going to go shower her in cheese treats and chase her around the house :)
I feel like I've been away in some other universe for like, a month. At least that what it feels like. But it's been a really really great month.
Started Dating Nick
Yeah, that happened. That's a thing now and I don't mind as much as I thought I would. Yeah divorce sucks and it's something super emotionally heavy but the moment you realize you deserve better and don't back down... there's no turning back from that. What he did? There's no turning back for either. I can not give him an ounce of forgiveness no matter what moment of clarity he randomly had after his whore left. I wasn't expecting to date anyone. That's why I got Sophie. I was gonna move into my own place; just me and Sophie. Then Nick comes along and just messes all of that up.
Our first date lasted about 10 hours and we had lunch at Rainforest Cafe (with a real thunderstorm) and we were walking by Basin on our way to World of Disney sharing an umbrella and he goes "I really want to kiss you right now." and I was like "go for it." so he kisses me and it's like instant boost of attraction I just couldn't get enough of his kisses! We ended the date at Universal City Walk and I got Cinnabon!! Seriously, dreams. Came. True. Spent the rest of the week with Nick as much as possible. He lives an hour away so it's sort of a long distance relationship. Sort of. I don't have a car. So...
Sophie
Sophie is doing a lot better now than when we got her. She loves to play and cuddle and bother you lol. She's always crawling all over my lap and smacking me with her tail. Silly girl. But she's gaining weight and she looks a lot healthier now. So that's good and she loves playing this chasing game we do at night. She's so silly. But she's my adorable silly!
Adventures
Nick and I have this thing where we like to go on adventures. Basically any random place we go to even if we've been there before is considered an adventure. A trip to a new organic grocery store is an adventure and I love how down he is to just be like "yeah okay, let's go!" or when he suggests stuff we should do. So it's been pretty fun and exciting being around him cause you never know where he's going to go. But I've started compiling a list of places we should go or places we should check out to eat. So I'm pretty excited to finally have an adventure/foodie partner!
Like I said, I feel like I've been gone for awhile so sorry if this post sounded a little scatterbrained.
What are some of your favorite places to adventure to?
I know I've been a bit MIA on the blog for awhile, so I thought I'd catch you guys up one some stuff going on.
I'm sure you've seen my GoFundMe that I had going around for awhile about adopting Sophie. My mom helped me adopt her, her exact words were "would you be okay without Sophie?" and I was like "No." and so that sealed the deal.
Sophie is ten years old and she's been up for adoption for about three years and the person who handles the adoption stuff was really excited to hear that someone finally wanted to adopt her. She was rescued from a pound before being put down. She's a tiny thing at only 5 pounds even and the tip of her tail looks like someone slammed it into a door frame.
She's been nothing but sweet and a little needy. She doesn't play too often and she doesn't like being chased and picked up but she's only been here a week or two and she has been up for adoption for a few years lacking stability. I know it will take her a bit of getting use to. She's been a pleasure to have around and she definitely makes life more interesting. She's always crying and reaching for me when I'm doing my homework. And only when I'm doing my homework. Oh, Sophie! Cats!
My mom says maybe she's meant for you and maybe she is. We always take animals that come into our lives as a sign.
She is seriously the cutest thing ever, I can't deal. I don't know why no one else wanted to adopt her, but I'm glad they didn't or I wouldn't had been able to meet this little bitty soul.
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