goodbye sweet girl

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it’s been a sad time for us as we said goodbye to our dear misty last thursday. poor girl has been on a slow decline from kidney failure since january, but we were fortunate to have had a good ten months to spend with her in the end.

i hesitated to even post this because it’s just so sad for me to do. she’s been a huge part of my life for 18 years. she kept me company by sitting on my lap while i studied in junior high, high school and college, and in these final years when i sat at the computer doing work. sleeping by my side each and every night, as a kitten she’d bite and leave marks on my ankles. when i lived on my own after college, she started sleeping on my head, sometimes i’d wake up to her cleaning my forehead. for the past five years of being married, she slept on tommy’s chest {we called it domination}, or in between us stretched out, pushing us to the very edge of our side of the bed. as my stomach has been expanding recently, she would drape her little body over the bump – one time jolted awake from a baby kick.

misty could never be replaced and i’m finding very little interest now in ever getting another cat. we have belly, and she’s special in her own way, but misty will always be our #1 {we tell belly that she will only be #2, no matter how hard she tries}. what a good, long life misty had. i’ve been blessed to have had her for such a wonderfully large portion of my own life.

misty’s still alive, and so is magnificentbliss

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misty: 18 years, magnificentbliss: 8. this site just might be around a little longer than misty though. it’s been rough year for her, hopefully not her last.

friends, magnificentbliss is back. the rest of the site is a work in progress, but at least this is a start.

visit tomorrow for some fun news.

missing spinach

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boy, do we love our fresh spinach. sauteed with garlic and lemon or just plain raw, we’ll take it any way we can get it. the recent loss of fresh spinach in this part of the world is really bringing our household down…even furbomb is agitated and anxious for the leafy-green goodness to return to store shelves. until then, broccolini will be our stand-in.

little rays of sunshine

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they really are lovable.

it’s not junk mail

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shortly after tommy got home from work the other day, i went down to the laundry room to pull clothes from the dryer. when i returned, tommy came out of the bedroom and told me to quickly go in and look at misty. when i walked in, all i could see was her head peeking through from under the pillow.

“the pillow fell on top of her and she didn’t even move,” he laughed.

i thought to myself, how mean – why didn’t he move the pillow!? i laughed as i pushed the pillow out of the way. for a moment the green box looked like junk mail. why is there junk mail on the cat? why did he put junk mail on her? what is wrong with him? it took a split second to realize that it wasn’t junk, but an ipod shuffle, the very treasured trinket i’ve been saving up for over the last few months. my sweet husband bought it for me with the money he earned from working overtime. what i love about this surprise is that he actually went through the trouble of placing it on the cat, then covering her up with a pillow, hoping she wouldn’t move until i would find it. dear, old misty and her inability to avoid participating – she didn’t/couldn’t/wouldn’t move a bit, not even when i reenacted the setup so i could get it on camera. later on, tommy told me the different ways he had considered hiding the ipod – putting it in my pillow case, putting it under the pillow, or putting it under the sheets, so that, as quoted, “you would find it in the middle of the night”.

my husband knows exactly how to charm me and make me laugh really, really hard. this one got me real good.

furlog #213

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i accidentally stepped on that while watering the plants this morning. it’s amazing how quickly my mind forgets mental notes. before walking outside i told myself to remember where she threw up. not five minutes later…