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Posted by jodie on February 20, 2003, at 2:47:40
In reply to Cranky, crabby, crappy -- Part 2, posted by bozeman on February 19, 2003, at 23:22:30
I forgot to wish your kitty good luck on my last post. I had my mind on many things, my fiancee being one of them. He has been saying that I'm addicted to this site, and thinks I'm stupid for posting here. We had just finished arguing about it. He has been checking in here, reading my posts and getting mad because I am telling "strangers" (his word) my personal problems. He also mentions the horror stories he's heard about people meeting someone else on the internet, on sites like this, and eventually dating them. I told him I find much relief and support here. He still doesn't understand.
Anyway, enough about me. Sorry your Kitty is so sick. Sounds like he (and you) have been through a tough time. I understand, I have 2 cats & 2 dogs. Both cats were rescued from the streets, and the dogs, we rescued from the animal shelter. We went to get Samantha, our female cat spayed, but found out she had a bad case of cystitis (bladder infection), I guess her bladder was really inflammed. We felt so bad, because she was yowling (that really loud annoying meow when cats are in heat)a lot, keeping us awake. We thought it was from being in heat, but it was from pain. We felt so horrible. She was urinating on the carpet and on clothes throughout the house. There was a tiny bit of blood in her urine. Again, we thought it was all part of her being in heat. I have had all male cats in the past. On the day of her surgery to be spayed, they called us and said they couldn't perform the procedure, because of her urinating blood. After all the tests, and antibiotic, we spent around $140.00. She started to get better, we rescheduled for the spay. She finished her antibiotics, then problems again. We had to call the vet, and get a different antibiotic, and had to do another reschedule.
Sjynja (pronounced Sinja) is a 3 year old shar pei husky mix, she looks like a husky with a big snout & wrinkles (so cute). She has chronic ear infections. We are considering surgery really soon. Right now she has been on Otomax antibiotic almost once a month. Then our other dog, also a shar pei mix, had kennel cough when we first got him. That took forever to go away. Our other cat, a male named mike, is getting overweight. He is a big kitty all around but, he's now going on a diet. We had to take him to the vet for stubborn hairballs. We love our pets, and would do anything they needed. Sometimes 4 of them can get hard to keep up with though. They are our babies. Can you believe, they actually let us share the bed with them (ok, its our bed, but you would never know.)
About our Kitty with the cystitis, our vet told us to put her on the expensive canned cat food. We bought a bunch She will not eat it, we tried all different ones, and different flavors. We even tried to mix it with her favorite food, still no luck. Her infection is gone though, at least for now. We are keeping our fingers crossed.
I hope your kitty will be just fine, give him kitty kisses. Mine cats love a good neck massage!!!!
As for sleep, I have slept pretty well in the past few days. Sure its 3:40 a.m. right now, but I slept most of the day. I'm going to have to find a night job now.
Sorry to hear you are having a hard time with your boyfriend. I do understand though. But, I'm not easy to get along with either. I think my fiancee and I are too much alike.
You're welcome for the response, like I said sorry I used your thread as a message to my fiancee. I was mad at him at the time, and I am impulsive.
Hugs to you too!!!!
Jodie
Posted by Kar on February 20, 2003, at 9:07:57
In reply to Cranky, crabby, crappy -- Part 2, posted by bozeman on February 19, 2003, at 23:22:30
>and worries over me when I'm sick.
How do they sense this stuff? It's like spidey sense for cats...
Bozeman, You're a good mom. I know that you would never think twice about sucha a thing because he's you're baby pretty much...but your determination and love are inspiring. i look at Mel and joe and am so thankful that they're doing well. Joe is the tasmanian devil at the vet and requires sedation...and then he somehow overcomes it! The vet and assistants wear oven mitts last time. We found a vet that does housecalls just recently and I'm stoked.Hmm wise words those grandmas always have, "You can't reason with a crazy person"! I find that to be especially true...I can't reason with myself a lot of the time!
I'm glad that this has become more of a kitty thread than a man thread. Right now I'm too fired up over here to give words of boyfriend advice!
I'm going to Google "too pooped to pop" and will report back to you...because you're probably "too pooped to Google". I need an etymology book big time. I love that stuff.
We'll supply the humor, you just take care.
> Kar -- We *may* have been separated at birth
Hmmm, how old are you? :D
That's a nice thing to say, thank you!Oh man, I haven't seen Jodie manic yet...I'll be looking. BTW Boze, you are remarkably eloquent too. Funny, I feel like an empty peanut shell when I'm down but for some reason i can still write. When people have strokes, it's more common than not that if the expressive language is impaired the writing is too. Interesting, that brain. Writing can be the best medicine. Or is that Lamictal?
Keep in touch, kid
Posted by Kar on February 20, 2003, at 9:09:51
In reply to Re: Cranky, crabby, crappy -- Part 2 » bozeman, posted by IsoM on February 20, 2003, at 1:56:24
How's that for hairballs?
Thanks for the consult. You know so much about all things holistic!
Posted by IsoM on February 20, 2003, at 12:47:16
In reply to How 'bout lemon grass? » IsoM, posted by Kar on February 20, 2003, at 9:09:51
I've never thought of myself knowing holistic stuff. I just learn whatever's useful (plus lots of useless trivia) as I'm a science freak. I love all sciences but particularly biology. I never did get my degree but still read constantly.
Okay, lemon grass is part of the grass family (Poa) but is a large & much too coarse grass, not something kitties would willingly snack on. They'd probably choke on it instead. And very few cats like citrus scents either. I did have one kitty who'd like out the rinds of my grapefruits when I was finished with them though, but she had strange tastes & wouldn't eat meat.
Don't use lemon grass extract or anything either. If you see in stores little kits where you can grow grass for your cats, it's only oat seeds. I find it's too coarse for my cats & while they'll eat it, they barf it right up. A finer type of grass seems less likely to be barfed up.
Many cats will eat catnip straight too. Two of mine do, my sick kitty, Medusa only rolls in it I have three cats & two of them eat lots of raw green beans. They consider them the best treats in the world - they beg for them & one does funny tricks to get some. It's my Medusa who won't eat beans that has the health problems. I give her a catnip leaf every day scrunched up & put in a capsule only with her daily ACE inhibitor.
I thought you'd get a kick out of this pix of someone's dog (a Great Dane) eating lemon grass. Scroll down a bit to see the dog.
http://www.floridata.com/ref/C/cymb_cit.cfm
Posted by Kar on February 20, 2003, at 15:43:26
In reply to Re: How 'bout lemon grass? » Kar, posted by IsoM on February 20, 2003, at 12:47:16
Her name was Dixie and she's only 3 months old...wow, a big puppy...that's impressive. Thanks for pic!
and for the fyi on the lemon grass.
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Yeah, Joe especially likes the nip. He eats it too. They don't get zany but he does seem to have a bit of a habit. He meows for romaine lettuce too. But still gets the hairballs. He grooms the other one so he kinda has double duty...it's a mighty cute sight though...
Posted by IsoM on February 20, 2003, at 17:05:38
In reply to Dixie the dog » IsoM, posted by Kar on February 20, 2003, at 15:43:26
That does sound sweet. My 3 kitties wouldn't think of grooming each other. They only tolerate each other 'cause I'm the head mama cat & I won't let them get aggressive among themselves.
Rather than hairball remedies (all contain petroleum jelly - unscented Vasoline), try a higher fibre cat food. But see if he'll eat veggies first.
Posted by Kar on February 20, 2003, at 18:42:03
In reply to Joe's furball overload... » Kar, posted by IsoM on February 20, 2003, at 17:05:38
Posted by IsoM on February 20, 2003, at 19:45:44
In reply to A caesar salad and anchovies, perhaps? Meow (nm) » IsoM, posted by Kar on February 20, 2003, at 18:42:03
Posted by bozeman on February 20, 2003, at 20:19:24
In reply to Re : Cranky, crabby, cranky Part 2 » bozeman, posted by NOTINSANEJUSTPPMD on February 20, 2003, at 0:54:38
Temp finally down below 102 degrees!!
He's sleeping. He's exhausted. I'm exhausted. Going to join him.
Thanks so much for all the get-well wishes. I told him people all over the world were rooting for him. He just smiled one of those enigmatic kitty-smiles, stretched out a paw, and closed his beautiful green eyes. :-)
It's nowhere near over yet, but looking better than we had any right to hope, at this point.
Going to bed before I fall down. 'Night all!!!
Posted by Kar on February 20, 2003, at 21:32:29
In reply to Kitty update: Fever broken!!!, posted by bozeman on February 20, 2003, at 20:19:24
Posted by jodie on February 20, 2003, at 23:20:24
In reply to Kitty update: Fever broken!!!, posted by bozeman on February 20, 2003, at 20:19:24
Posted by kara lynne on February 20, 2003, at 23:20:40
In reply to Re: Cranky, crabby, crappy -- Part 2 » bozeman, posted by IsoM on February 20, 2003, at 1:56:24
Posted by IsoM on February 21, 2003, at 1:06:07
In reply to Kitty update: Fever broken!!!, posted by bozeman on February 20, 2003, at 20:19:24
Tough little kitty, probably just like his human mama. So glad to hear he's doing better. How old is he? =^..^=
Posted by IsoM on February 21, 2003, at 1:45:27
In reply to Iso: I thought garlic was good for kitties... (nm), posted by kara lynne on February 20, 2003, at 23:20:40
Kara Lynne, many people assume that because something is good for people that it'll help pets too but it's not always true. Their body chemistry is different enough from ours that some foods can poison an animal that wouldn't hurt us.
Both onions & garlic both belong to the Allium family & contains an alkaloid compound that damages a cat's red blood cells. Onions contain more of it, & cats probably wouldn't get enough garlic in most foods to seriously harm them, but it's still not a good idea to do any damage to blood cells, even if it's a small amount. I'm not a big believer in small amounts of toxic substances to jump start the body's system. Look what the combined effects of so many environmental compounds can have on us nowadays. Why give your kitty something else that is toxic?
The alkaloid in onions and garlic can cause Heinz-body hemolytic anemia. The changes to the red blood cells are irreversible. Any animal’s body makes new red blood cells frequently, as their life span is measured in days so its effects aren’t long lasting if the resulting damage was minor. Sometimes sick cats are fed human baby food but many baby foods have small amounts of onion or garlic powder added. Not a good idea.
Here's a quote about the alkaloid substance:
"An alkaloid, N-propyl disulphide, present in both cultivated and wild onions, chives, and garlic, affects the enzyme, glucose-6-phosphate dehydrogenase, in red blood cells that interferes with the hexose monophosphate pathway. Oxidation of hemoglobin results because there is either insufficient phosphate dehydrogenase or glutathione to protect the red blood cells from oxidative injury. The resulting formation of Heinz bodies within erythrocytes is characteristic of onion poisoning. (...)"
Marielle Gomez-Kaifer, PhD, Department of Chemistry, University of MiamiWhat it basically means is that the compound found in garlic and onions destroys an enzyme in a chemical pathway that protects red blood cells from being oxidized. The red blood cells become rigid and rupture as they move through the blood stream. I guess it may sound a little complicated, but I don’t think even small amounts of either onions or garlic to be safe for cats or dogs. Whatever benefits in them are outweighed by the harm that can be done.
Posted by lostsailor on February 21, 2003, at 11:18:52
In reply to Garlic, Onions, and Cats » kara lynne, posted by IsoM on February 21, 2003, at 1:45:27
oh bozeman, i'm sorry to have read this thread but it seems that it's getting better with at least one of you "pets".
Mine and Aurora's paws are crossed--well my fingers and her paws to be honest, too. I am sure hell get plent of tlc from you. Do you think that boyfriend may have problems with hairballs, too????
~tony
Posted by kara lynne on February 21, 2003, at 12:24:41
In reply to Garlic, Onions, and Cats » kara lynne, posted by IsoM on February 21, 2003, at 1:45:27
Actually I didn't assume because garlic is good for humans it must be good for cats; I don't remember where, but I heard that garlic powder, or a little garlic in some form (I think even maybe in a formula made for animals) was specifically given to cats for some reason to help something or other(!) I wish I could be more specific myself and if I remember I'll let you know. But in the meantime I'll keep it away from my dear kitty now that you've advised me to! (I never used it anyway.)
Posted by IsoM on February 21, 2003, at 13:51:35
In reply to Re: Garlic and Cats, posted by kara lynne on February 21, 2003, at 12:24:41
Kara Lynne, I didn't mean to that I was referring to you. When I said 'people assume' I meant too many alternative or holistic sorts who don't check into the biochemistry of cats as compared to people.
Yes, there are many (TOO many) herbal remedies for cats that contain garlic. It's thought to help ward off fleas, acts as an anti-oxidant, & have protective properties against heart problems.
The trouble is it helps with fleas but there's better remedies that are less harmful.
Garlic has anti-oxidant features for humans but by destroying that enzyme I mentioned in cats, it only makes *their* red blood cells oxidize & break down easier.
And cats, if they're not fed a diet similar to humans with trans-fatty acids & such, have no need of the blood thinning properties of garlic. An anti-coagulant does them more harm than help.
Just because someone has formulated a herbal boost for pets, it doesn't necessarily mean they know enough to make it helpful. The FDA doesn't regulate herbs, let alone pets, as far as I know (I'm Canadian). Not even all vets know about this sort of thing as they're trained in surgery & conventional meds for pets.
Posted by kara lynne on February 21, 2003, at 15:20:21
In reply to didn't mean that you assumed... » kara lynne, posted by IsoM on February 21, 2003, at 13:51:35
...and you know so many things!! Yes, I think I heard it was good as a flea remedy. Sure wish people knew what they were talking about before that kind of info (a little info can be a dangerous thing) gets spread rampantly around. I hope you're a vet. < ^..^> (my first cyber face ever!!)
Posted by kara lynne on February 21, 2003, at 15:39:18
In reply to Iso M.any things to learn..., posted by kara lynne on February 21, 2003, at 15:20:21
Posted by bozeman on February 22, 2003, at 0:08:40
In reply to Kitty update: Fever broken!!!, posted by bozeman on February 20, 2003, at 20:19:24
Most of the time I call him one of his "other" names -- Big Kitty, Handsome, Wild Thing, Great Blue-and-White Hunter, Kitty-Bunny, etc., but Zorro is doing fine (I know it's a corny name, but when he was just a wee bitty skinny kitten and appeared on my doorstep, hungry and cold, he had blue eyes and a blue mask -- he's blue and white bicolor -- and the mask positively dominated his face, along with those huge ears.) I fed him -- he was *starving*!!! -- and he slept in the tree out front every day until I came home and fed him again. No one claimed him, and after about ten days (and impending rainstorm) I opened the door and said, "Would you like to come inside?" He walked through the door like that was what he had been waiting for all along, and has been here ever since. Hasn't wanted out once. Knows the world is awful out there, and that he has a good pampered kitty home with me.
He started growing like a weed, and his blue eyes turned to grey, then to gold, then to brilliant emerald green. He's got long, beautiful white whiskers, and fur softer than an angora rabbit. I think all cats are beautiful, but he still just makes me stop and stare sometimes, he's so gorgeous. He's almost four now, and when healthy, he's about seventeen pounds of muscle and is quite a handful when he *doesn't* want to do something (like get in the carrier, or take his medicine.) <grin> His growl would scare a German Shepherd, and I am *so* glad he chose me, and that he remembers that when he's sick. Otherwise I couldn't treat him. (The vet just about can't touch him unless I'm there.)
He's still weak, and not completely out of the woods yet -- but he's only sleeping about twenty-one and a half hours a day now (instead of twenty-three and a half.) He's still very pale (his normally pretty pink nose is nearly white, still) and has probably lost at least five pounds. It will be about another week before I'm not changing bandages every day. But he actually grabbed my foot under the covers this morning! (half hearted, but it's a start.) He's doing very well, in no small part, I firmly believe, due to the combined love and prayers of all of you.
We've been napping, and I just got up to turn off the lights, etc. Going back to bed. (At least, since playing nurse to him, I have absolutely no trouble sleeping. Too tired I guess. :-)
Thank you all, again, for the warm thoughts and well wishes, and for letting me gush about my kitty-buddy. I'm so relieved he's feeling better I could just about cry. But I'm too tired for that so it's back to bed. :-)
bozeman
Posted by jodie on February 22, 2003, at 2:04:36
In reply to Garlic, Onions, and Cats » kara lynne, posted by IsoM on February 21, 2003, at 1:45:27
I agree with your post.
My mother had a chihuahua that died from onions. My brother didn't know onions were toxic to animals and he gave Chase (dogs name) leftover steak with plenty of sauteed onions, he died later in the day. He was only about a year old and very healthy before. The vet believed the onions was the culprit. I have since read many stories, and asked our vet. Onions, Garlic, chocolate - all bad for cats/dogs, and other animals.
Just thought I would share this possibly useful info.
Jodie
Posted by kara lynne on February 22, 2003, at 2:46:33
In reply to Little sleeping kitty angel =^_ _ ^=, posted by bozeman on February 22, 2003, at 0:08:40
Posted by bozeman on February 23, 2003, at 22:06:56
In reply to Re: Cranky, crabby, crappy -- Part 2 » bozeman, posted by IsoM on February 20, 2003, at 1:56:24
Fortunately, he's been drinking, and drinking, and drinking, on his own. But I took your advice and got the dropper to give him his meds. Easier than the weenie dropper they gave me, considering what a big lunk he is and how much medicine I have to give him.
Zorro's a quintessential male -- does what he wants, when he wants, pretty much. The only reason I'm winning any will-battles at all is, I'm the mom and it's my job, and he knows that (however grudgingly.) :-) He's not much for veggies. At all. Won't eat anything remotely resembling a vegetable, with the one exception of the barley or wheat grass I grow for them, and any forbidden houseplants he can reach to munch on. Actually, that's more of an attention-getting thing, he doesn't really want them, just wants me to think he does. He'll eat as much grass as I'll let him, enough that he will eventually barf it up, but it doesn't seem to have an effect one way or the other on his hairballs, it's just something he likes. My other two boys (Sulley and Wally) will eat just about any veggies, and Wally will beg for lettuce - very cute! -- but not Zorro, that's why he's the Great Hunter. If he can't catch it and kill it, it ain't proper food, in his book. Since veggies don't put up a fight, it's not fair prey, I guess.
I'll have to try the raw green beans, see if that's any luck. What do you do, grow them yourself, or buy them frozen and give a few at a time?
Like you, I get so *MAD* at the rest of the world sometimes -- how can you call yourself a cat food maker and put poison crap in the cat food? "Tomato Seafood Bisque", indeed! I'm not a deep scholar on the stuff or anything, but even I know cats are poisoned by nightshades! Makes me crazy to see peppers, potatoes, tomatoes in their food. But I owe you one, I had either forgotten or never caught the allium thing. And there's garlic powder in all their food!! AARRRGGGHHH!!!!!! I had just found something Zorro wouldn't throw up -- he's as sensitive and allergic as his Mom, and can't tolerate "typical" cat food with it's food color, preservatives, "mystery meat" meal, etc. So Now what am I going to buy? I've run through everything I can find. <sigh>
And don't get me started on the "petroleum jelly for hairballs" thing! I wouldn't feed my kid petroleum, why would I feed it to my cat? Zorro gets butter every morning, and that has seemed to help a lot, he's not thrown any hairballs up for many months. Wally started getting them, too, when Zorro was shedding so bad. Zorro raised Wally from kittenhood and Wally thinks Zorro is his mother, but don't tell Zorro or he'd be embarassed for his masculinity. :-) They groom each other and sleep together. When I had to take Zorro unexpectedly back to the vet, Wally was sleeping and didn't see me leave with Zorro, so he was mad and hateful to Sulley because he thought Sulley (the newest cat and therefore still suspect -- I found him starving under a dumpster the middle of November in a blizzard) had done something to Zorro. So Wally, who is about five pounds smaller than Sulley, was going to whup Sulley's butt. It was the cutest, and sweetest, thing I've ever seen. You should have seen Wally's face when I brought Zorro back. If he could have cried, he would have, and wouldn't leave Zorro's side for the entire first day. So imagine me, with Zorro in my lap, and Wally's chin on my knee, and Sulley looking on mournfully because there's no one to play with. You have my life in a snapshot for several days, there.
Tough-boy Zorro thinks he's healed (though his wounds say otherwise -- they are healing remarkably fast, but not that fast) and has taken to howling at me at medicine time. It's quite an amusing scene. Poor Wally can't stand to watch, so he has to leave the room, as he can't figure out where the monster is that is threatening Zorro, so he can kill it and protect Zorro, so Zorro will stop howling. All he sees is Mom and Zorro, so the poor thing gets very confused. :-)
So what do you think I should do about the garlic powder? It's in the food in about the same amount as the taurine, which as I'm sure you know is added in trace amounts to protect kitty eyes, as they can't make it on their own. What's the actual process of toxicity? Is it something that harms their liver, or what?
Medusa's lucky to have as intelligent and caring a person as you to look out for her. I'll bet you two do each other a world of good. There is nothing, nothing in the world, more peaceful than a purring kitty in your lap. Dogs are terrific, but they don't purr.
My seventeen, eighteen, and thirteen pound boys and I wish you goodnight, and thanks for your notes of encouragement along the way. Zorro's going to be fine, by all appearances. The vet says he's doing better than we had any right to expect he'd be doing twice this far out.
bozeman, Sulley, Zorro, Wally
Posted by bozeman on February 23, 2003, at 22:59:19
In reply to Re: Garlic, Onions, and Cats, posted by lostsailor on February 21, 2003, at 11:18:52
As usual, you made me LOL . . .
Actually, I think he's been abducted and a pseudo-mechanical-boyfriend-thing left in his place, and that if I were to open it up, I'd find a rabid wolverine inside pulling the strings. :-)
It's finally gone too far, I'm afraid. Not so far that he's done something absolutely horrible, but so far that I'm not sure I can cling to the illusion that things will be fine between us. As long as I keep my mouth shut and let him have his neurotic psychotic fits, everything rocks along on a more-or-less even keel. But when I speak my mind, stand my ground, he seems to get more and more unbalanced because he starts questioning my love and loyalty (internally, and worse, unconsciously, he would never question either to my face.) You would think that after all these years he would know that is something he need never question, but we're not talking logic here, we're talking insecurities, emotions, baggage, and illogic -- of which he has plenty.
So, along with nursing Zorro night and day, navigating my other life-crises (budget hell, depositions, family crises, my own illness (respiratory and psychological), legal deadlines, financial and weather stress) I'm mourning the inevitable breakup that's coming. I've been in bed sick for four days, and he hasn't even called me. Because he knows he acted like a big jerk and he needs to apologize. But he can't apologize because that would start a whole big scene that would stress me while I'm sick. And he's not sure I would forgive him if he did apologize. So he's worked himself into an absolute pretzel and consequently, will probably blow up at me again the next time I see him. Then will kick himself again for blowing up at me for no reason, and tie himself into another pretzel, etc.
I see no way out of this, short of me doing what I've been doing, which is pushing myself back into a box so he doesn't go through these self-destructive cycles. But life is too short for me to live that way, and I'm out of time. My clock is expiring, and if I'm ever going to have children, I have to find another mate, because I'll be at least fifty before this one gets a clue. It's sad, and I really do love him, and I know he loves me, but I know him well enough to know what he's capable of, and this is beyond him. Not because he wouldn't do it, but because the stubborn ass won't accept help. He complains that he feels bad, so what does he do? Tells the doctor part of the story when he's in for his (mandatory) physical. Dr. gives him a sample of Paxil. He takes it on again, off again, says it doesn't work for him. So does he go back to the doctor? No. He starts self-medicating buying stuff over the internet. Several times he's worked himself into such a state that he doesn't remember anything for several days at a stretch. Even his internet meds, he takes when he feels like, not on any regular schedule, so I can only imagine what he's doing to his brain chemistry. And *I*'m not a doctor so *I* couldn't possibly know what I'm talking about. <ggggrrrrrrrrrr!!!>
He's a beautiful, loving, giving soul, much of the time. And a complete stubborn idiotic ass the rest of the time. The bottom line is, I can't raise children with someone like that, who is still that unstable (and at his age, he should darn well know better.)
So the breakup is a foregone conclusion. I just haven't had the strength or energy to initiate it. And, of course, I will have to initiate it. You'd just have to know him. He's wonderful but maddening, the kind of guy you'd love to have for a friend or neighbor, but, unfortunately, not someone you can live with. Which is why we don't already live together. I wasn't about to de-stabilize my hard-won physical/financial stability until he was ready to *ask* me to move in with him. So I never brought it up. And here we are, after all this time, "in love" but not living together. He hasn't changed one iota in all these years. And I didn't feel good enough to push that issue, or any issue, due to the depression (which admittedly was secondary to many physical problems, which I have slowly addressed one by one, with the help of my wonderful doctor, Thank God I found her.) But I do feel good enough now, to realize I can't get anywhere like this, and that this is just making him miserable by stretching him so far outside of his comfort zone.
So once again, I am reliving my ongoing (but sadly never successfully achieved) story of my life: "Educated, funny, competent, statuesque, creative, attractive, professional Christian lady seeks male complement. "Daddy figure" not required, strong self-image, spritual beliefs, and open mind a must." But somehow, I always end up with men who define themselves in relation to the woman in their lives -- and since I defy description, apparently, they can't "see" themselves, don't know who they "need" to be in relation to me, and slowly get more and more dysfunctional until they crack. I'm not blaming them for this, but I'm out of time playing the game so I have to figure out what I'm doing that's attracting men that can't, ultimately, handle being with me, so I can fix it, or resign myself to never having a family. Not sure yet if I can do that.
Tell Aurora thanks for the paw-crossing, and thanks for listening. If she needs any migrant workers for that catnip farm, I'll send my soon-to-be-ex boyfriend her way. He's great under stress, good on tasks, a very hard worker and a good soul, just can't handle the stress of a long-term relationship. Migrant work is short-term, isn't it, so he should be perfect. :-)
Wally (my smallest and snuggliest cat) just jumped in my lap, purred in my ear, walked up my shoulder to the back of my chair, and sat on my head. I think that's a hint, wouldn't you say?
Night!
bozeman
Posted by bozeman on February 23, 2003, at 23:14:40
In reply to Re: Cranky, crabby, crappy -- Part 2 » bozeman, posted by jodie on February 20, 2003, at 2:47:40
Ahhh . . . so you, too, are a hopeless pet rescuer!!! I can only imagine how cute your dogs are. Shar-pei and husky mix! What a deal! What's the other one mixed with, or do you know?
I'm still having to choke antibiotic down Zorro every day, but his wound's crusting instead of oozing, and the vet says that's a good thing (???)
Things are finally settling down around here kitty-wise . . . back into some kind of routine, which is better for all of us. I came down with lung crud in the middle of all this, so I've been in bed for most of the last four or five days (I lose track) so Zorro's been curled up with me most of the time. Been good for both of us, I think. I get up to get his food and meds, and mine, and that's about it. I'm going to try to go back to work tomorrow -- wish me luck.
Full moon was really bad this month, my friends who work at the hospital tell me. If I were looking for an excuse, I would blame that for Cave-Man's behaviour. But I try not to self-delude, I know that's not what it is. See my post to lostsailor for details if you're into the soap opera. Breakup imminent, the ship, she is seeeeenking, Keptian. (sorry, a little Star Trek humor there, and it's tooo late for that stuff.)
Be well, sweetie, and hope you sleep tonight. Thanks for the encouragement. I read all your posts even when I was too sick to respond, and it helped.
Night
bozeman
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