Life continues

No matter how our hearts ache, life just keeps on coming. It’s a good thing, I think.

Dickens’ cremains are at the vet today, but I’ve not picked them up yet. I was in a crappy mood this afternoon and didn’t feel like going out again once I’d gotten home. Tomorrow I will pick them up. Wonder how that will feel? (I’ll let you know.)

Let’s see, what else? Oh, does anyone have the Dido CD entitled No Angel? I really want a copy of it. I heard it while having lunch at Mangrove Alley in L5P the other day and I really liked it. Don’t bother with Mangrove Alley, BTW. The Vortex is worth the wait! Also, that CD has a track on it called “My Lover’s Gone” that is sad and wistful and SO fits my mood right now. Email me or post here if you wanna hook me up.

George Evinrude Dickens

This beautiful creature and I met in the fall of 1987, August I think it was. I was living with my boyfriend David in an apartment complex called Londontown in Knoxville, TN. I was 21 years old.

It was a Sunday and we were on the couch watching Bugs Bunny cartoons. There was a crying sound out in the courtyard, so I went out to investigate. I went onto the patio and realised that the sound was a cat crying, so I hollered “Here, kitty, kitty!”. Suddenly, a little head popped up over the long grass and here comes this little grey stripey kitty bounding across the yard. He streaked across the yard and practically jumped into my arms.

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He’s passed from this world

…and returned to the goddess to play in the yard and nap in sunbeams. Dickens left us at 11am this morning.

Dickens was my closest friend for 16+ years and I’ll miss him. Just a minute ago I could’ve sworn I heard his voice. I guess I’ll be doing that for a while.

Overall, I’m relieved it’s over and I’m glad he’s no longer trying to drag around that tired old body. I know he resisted to the very end, but he couldn’t continue no matter how stubborn he was.

He is being cremated and I’ll have his cremains sometime next week. We plan to scatter some of his ashes over on Derrydown where he lived most of his life. [On the 6th anniversary of his death, I can report that we never scattered his ashes. Just couldn’t. I still miss him and I miss Bernadette, too, and desperately wish I had closure with Bernie. (She disappeared in July 08.) It’s hard losing pets. The note left by Dani in the comments is so touching that I’m going to post it separately. -Angela, Jan 16 2010]

Right now, I’m just physically tired from not sleeping at all last night and I’m emotionally drained. I feel empty, mostly.

Thanks to everyone for your support in this time of loss. Even when you have months to prepare, it still knocks the wind right out of you.

I’ll respond to your emails after I recover enough to think straight.

Dickens update

Xpost from LJ:

Dickens is in renal (kidney) failure. There is nothing more to be done for him. I brought him home because that’s what he wanted, but it’s really REALLY hard.

He is not in any pain, he’s just winding down. His blood pressure is very low, he is sleeping.

I pray to the goddess that she takes him soon.

I can’t stand this much longer. I don’t want to force him to go – I feel that it’s his decision. He’s always been a willful child and he’s no different right now. He wants to be home, he wants to do his thing. He calls when he wants me and then he goes back to sleep. I have a tranquilizer that I can give him if he gets agitated and that may push him into leaving this life if he so chooses. Time will tell.

I’ll not be answering calls or emails until this situation concludes. I just can’t think or do anything but sit with him and cry.

Thanks to all of you who have been so supportive in this very difficult time.

I’ll post again when he passes.

Take that spammers!

Yah, the spammers are out in force today! I just got whacked with 20 comment spams. Thank the gods for MT Blacklist!

I’m recovering from the cold I’ve been battling for about 5 days. Since it’s a virus, I know it’s about to run its course, but it’s still annoying. I’ve not had a cold in so long that I can’t recall the last time. I had absolutely nothing in the house for it, either, so I had to stock up. Hell, at least it was just an annoying cold and not the flu.

Today is about doing some more cleaning up around here and putting things away. I let Dickens out and he gave the yard a quick scout then demanded to come back in. Heh, I guess this housecat stuff has its bennies after all, like HEAT! Bernie is still out there skulking about. Last I saw, she was under the house. I didn’t want them under there, but someone left the door open last night so in she went. Oh, well, she’ll come in when she’s damned good and ready and not one second before. Such is the way of the Bernadette.

Well, off to clean and organize!