Monday, July 9, 2012

RIP Ariel...we'll miss you!

First you get married.  Then you get pets.  We got lots of pets.  Two dogs and three cats...definitely enough for us.  THEN...oh then...THEN, you have kids.  And, sad as it is and as difficult as it is for people without kids to understand, your pets fade into the background.  Yes, you still love them and yes, you take good care of them.  No doubt.  But they aren't the center of the universe they once were.

Cosmo, our wonderful golden retriever, went back to the resuce we got him from as his old age and our young kids did not mix so well.  (He was abused as a puppy, but we had him for 8 wonderful years and he lived another 5 with an older couple who loved watching him swim in their pool--he was a happy, happy puppy!)  

Anastasia, our first kitty, was the next to leave us.  Never a healthy cat to begin with, we loved our blind-in-one-eye and deaf sickly kitty!  She died a few years ago.  

Athena, our other cat, was part Maine Coon and definitely knew how to hold her own.  One night she didn't come home.  I'm pretty sure she is living happily in the woods somewhere, having beaten the snot out of a fox to take over his den.  Just let me believe this, please.  

Chester, our beloved Chester.  What a fantastic, loving, wonderful, happy, amazing dog.  We just loved and loved this little guy.  You may remember when he died last year, just weeks before my best friend from college passed away.  His death was overshadowed by Amy's condition, obviously, but the void in our family was real.  

That left Ariel, our wonderful cuddle machine.  Sitting down?  She was on your lap.  Sleeping?  She was on your chest.  Eating breakfast?  She was wrapped around your neck like a feathered boa.  Seriously, she was!  She has been slowing down a lot the past few weeks as a thyroid condition was getting the better of her.  Her meds had stopped working and we were trying something else that we were hoping would work, but didn't seem to be improving her condition.  Today, she went into the cool of the basement and closed her eyes.  We found her there this evening, all curled up.  The last of our pre-kids menagerie....  Sleep well, dear Ariel.

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Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Fourteen years and counting!

Fourteen years ago today, I promised him my heart.  He still has it, cradled gently through everything the past 14 years has brought us.  From our early journeys out west to our rapid-fire moves and career changes back here, he has cared for it.  Through childbirth, the deep love and awe of becoming a father, and the smiles of a growing family, he has carried it.  Through the agonizing death of our baby and the equally agonizing struggle to bring ourselves back into this world, he has protected it.  He hasn't broken it yet and it is the most amazing feeling in the world to know he never will. 

Happy Anniversary to my wonderful husband!