Bad things and good things
I feel like I haven't really got going this year at all. It was my birthday last week and I usually use that as a starting point - like new years, but I had such a terrible birthday, everything went wrong (first world problems though) so it's been hard to motivate myself to get going again. Last month was the worst, my boyfriend and I adopted a little friend for our first kitten Crouton and only had her for 5 weeks before she passed away. She had a horrible condition called FIP and went from being an energetic ball of affection to not wanting to do anything then started having seizures and faded away. We named her Toastie, she was always warm and was always on my lap, wherever I was, I miss her constant company and affection. She was only 13 weeks old and such a sweet soul, so smoochy and affectionate always, I still can't believe she's gone. We never even got to hear her meow, she tried but had no voice. After losing her, it felt wrong to keep Crouton on her own, we had previously met 2 of her sisters and I asked the Rescue if there was any chance one of them still needs a home. Sure enough one (Biskie) hadn't been adopted so it felt like the right thing to do to adopt her. We went for a trial adoption to make sure the sisters would get along since they'd been separated for so long, and I'm happy to say they adore each other. Although it was heartbreaking to lose Toastie, it feels as though Biskie was waiting for us to adopt her. Maybe it was meant to be. Toastie was never going to have a long life and is was only by chance we met her and got to adopt her earlier than anyone else would have. So we gave her the best chance and the best little life she could have had. I don't regret adopting her and I don't regret all the time I spent with her.
I'm trying not to end this blog on a low note so here are some photos of the 2 sisters. They really love each other.