Winter Lilies

I don’t have any pictures on this computer, so I can’t post one of the many pictures I have of him, but know that he may not have been a handsome fellow to some, but to me he was most handsome.

Fuzzy was an old stray cat that came to my Dad’s house many years ago. He was king of the country, no cat messed with him much, as he had already proved to them that they couldn’t beat him.

A few years ago I moved and took him with me. I wasn’t sure how happy he would be as an inside cat, but I knew that he was getting too old to survive outside. Much to my suprise, he loved living the easy life inside, and even more suprising is that he always used the litter pan when he was able.

You see, among many other injuries, he had a digestive problem and often had accidents as a result. I never held that against him.

I have known for a long time that his time to leave me was coming, and a few days ago, I made the choice to have him put down. He was so sick, and crippled up from previous injuries, he was just so misirable that he told me it was his time.

It is hard having him gone now, even though I know he is in a much better place. His love and comfort brought me through many many hard times, and I will never forget him, and will always love him.

As my tears flow I hope he looks down from Heaven and realizes how much I loved him, and how much I miss him!!

So here it is black Friday, the day after Thanksgiving, and I am sitting here at home. Crowds are NOT something I enjoy, and no money to shop, so not much point in going anywhere.

We, the girls and I head out to my sister’s house tomorrow to have out Thanksgiving dinner. Her son was gone yesterday, so we postponed the family dinner, until he could be there. It is common for us to move the holiday until everyone could be present. Ususally I would have done a dinner for the girls and I, as I like to emphasize to them that we are a unit, and celebrate special occasions as well as get through the day to day stuff as a family of three. So it ends up that we have a family celebration at our house and one at my sister’s house, no matter the holiday. This year, however, I did not cook our Thanksgiving dinner, as my wrist couldn’t take it. I have promised them that I will cook our Christmas dinner, so even if my wrist is not better, that’s what will happen.

Hmm, not really sure what else to talk about today, so I guess I will get off of here, and move on to getting some other entries done over at my other blogs.