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It’s wonderful to have cats in the house again

At the end of October, we drove out and brought home two boxfulls of upset, screaming cat. Since the summer …

My open journal

Mourning pages, thinking about my scraggly old boy

My mom said the other day, “You probably don’t want to invest as much in these cats as you did …

My open journal

Cats and abundance

I keep asking myself if I’m ready for cats. Am I ready to make that bond again? To have that …

Why losing a pet is especially hard for sensitive people and empaths
Empaths & mental health

Why is losing a pet especially hard for sensitive people?

Earlier this year, we had to say goodbye to our old buddy. He was 19 when he died, which is …

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  • Sometimes living with cats is not unlike living with drug addicts. I got up today at 3:45 am because I was so hot I couldn't sleep. I fixed the temperature and drank some water. When I finally sunk back into sleep 45 mins later, I was woken up by a noisily containing cat that she was hungry. She was simultaneously going *hyuk, hyuk, hyuk* to vomit. I got up, she started leading me to the kitchen, all the while complaining and vomiting. As she walked she stopped to hurl. Kept walking, it didn't even interrupt her constant strain of complaints. Hurled again. More foam and bile. She'd refused to touch her dinner then, I thought. At the time I wasn't sure, but that was confirmed at 4:30 am. Hurled one more time, barely eve breaking her stride. Took me to her bowl and licked it to prove to me how empty it was. Put a bit of dry food for them both so she wouldn't vomit again when the bile started piling up again. Had to stay up and guard that they both ate their own food and didn't go visiting the other's bowl to check if that side got something better. After retracing her meandering vomit-strewn path to clean it all up, I was ready to fall into bed, but I smelled something utterly fowl on my way back. Traced it to its source and found poop smeared all over the litter box, up the side and on the floor. Oh joy. Cleaned that up as stealthily as possible, didn't want to add a tired, crying 4 yo into the mix. Finally ensconced in my blanket and sinking into sleep, an incessant "open the blanket" request pierced my shoulder. Ugh, why didn't I cut those claws yesterday. After the request being grumpily denied 4 more times, it (I don't even know which one it was) finally gave up and left. And I was finally left to get whatever sleep was left to me. Having cats isn't that unlike having small, furry junkies. 🤷‍♀️🤦‍♀️ #cats #lifewithcats #catlady #nosleep #catladyproblems
  • Not a revelation, an important reminder. Every year it feels like the snow has a heavy quality to it, and it dampens me down to the point of not having much to contribute. I sit here, toying with my words, and find that I don't have a lot in me to share. Maybe the work-from-home lockdown arrangement is also wearing on me (I'm so used to being alone for a big part of the day) but most of all I miss being outside. With the snow comes the cold, and so my outings beyond these four walls is limited to ones where I can go to and from the car in the shortest possible distance. I used to go out in cold much worse than this – go to school, to work, to hobbies – but also paid a high price in allergic reactions and the infections that followed. So, like a good little girl, I confine my body though it also feels like I'm confining my mind. I work to let go of the perfect because, intellectually, I understand that it's unattainable. Done is better than perfect. And so I turn my attention to achieving one of the goals I've set and prioritised for myself this year: to have a passive income product. Maybe ironically, it's a money mindset workshop. Which I have imaginatively named Money Mindset Workshop. I've recently begun writing about the challenges empaths and women typically have around money. And as I wrote I realised that I have, in my own inner work, uncovered some important truths. Truths that extend beyond me. Truths that hold true for other women as well. So, I wrote some more. Uncovered some more old, repeating patterns. And found I knew the process for how to connect the dots, reveal the habits and break the patterns. And I knew that I would have welcomed a guiding hand, to take me through that work, to stand by me as I excised those buried bones, to remind me that I'm capable of taking the next step and starting a new journey which isn't laden with the beliefs of old. So, I create this guide, this journey. An email course because I communicate best in writing, and by inference, am best received by those who read. I create this because the world needs more rich women. Because rich women will change the world. And because we can't afford to wait any longer.
  • Though it's-22°C outside, I stuck my hand between these two and it was a little furnace in there 🔥 #orientalshorthaircat #orangetabby #orientalcat #orientalshorthairofinstagram #holdinghands #cosyandwarm
  • Pic 1 is his normal "Henlo, I fren, no eat me" way to sit. Pics 2 & 3 are what we call his Tigger sit. Where he pulls himself up, tucks himself in and and arranges his paws in a row. Often he also pulls in his chin and looks up at a slight angle,which makes him look like a minor official from the tax office. #cat #cats #catlover #catlady #catsofinstagram #crazycatlady #orientalshorthaircat #oriental #orientalcat #orientalshorthairofinstagram #orientalshorthair #allsortsoffancy
  • Henlo. You have moment to talk about dinner? #cats #cat #orientalshorthaircat #orientalshorthair #orangetabby #dinnertime #catlover #catlady #crazycatlady
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