Derp!!

My fun, lovable lump of love finally came home!!! Yay!!! He's been M.I.A. for the past week and a half, and then he just shows up this morning. WTF? Still, I'm glad he's back. Chris has been really upset because Derp is his favorite cat and he hasn't been here. Oi. As a result of the missing cat, we've gone to get collars for all three cats. Now, if they run off people will know that they are owned. Now if only we got tags with their names on them and phone numbers to reach us at.....

Isis Lessons

Isis, as you may or may not know, is my kitten who is about three months old, give or take a few weeks. She's adorable, fun loving, and just happy to be alive. And she teaches me every day new ways to live.

Isis loves freely. Every person she comes into contact with she lets into her heart. They say love is blind, and for Isis, it truly is. All you need to do is be there and she becomes yours. She reminds me every day what it is to love unconditionally.

Isis comes to love on me every day. No matter how I'm feeling, no matter what I've done, she still is by my side. When I'm feeling down, like last night, she makes it a point to stay on my lap curled up and maintaining all of my attention so that I don't notice that I am sad anymore. She reminds me of the age-old saying, "This too shall pass."

Isis never lets anything get her down. Despite what my other two cats, Derp and Spaz, think of her, she's always happy. They can bug her all she wants, they can hate on here and ignore her, growl at her, or fight with her, and yet she doesn't let it bug her in the slightest. She just goes about her business, loving freely and being completely and totally stoked just to be alive. She reminds me every day that this life is all I have, and I am in control of it. I can control how I see things, how I let things affect me, and how I live my life. She reminds me to live life to the fullest.

Isis may just be a cat, but she can still be a reminder in the most stressful of times to sit back, relax, and love life. She's one of the closest things to me, and she means the world. She truly is unique, and for what she reminds me of every day I can never give up.

School Year '10-'11

Oi. Yup, it's started. Huzzah!! I've figured out that I only have three semesters left until I graduate with a double major. Sweet! Also, haven't yet decided what it is I'm going to do after school. A part of me wants to be a lawyer, and yet part of me thinks that's a bad idea. I don't know. Luckily, after I graduate I'm taking a semester off so hopefully I can figure out at least a few more steps of what I'm going to do after school. Oi.

As of now I am planning recruitment for all Women's Greek Organizations on campus. Woo! Also, planning a wedding, working, and going to school full time. Jeez mon'! Luckily I have amazing friends, like Lish, who are there all along the way. And what would I do without Chris? He really is my rock. He's the resounding figure that's pushing me to get through school, to not give up when things get tough, and my shoulder to cry on when it feels like everything is falling apart. And that's part of why I'm marrying him.

I really need to clean my house, though. It's stressing me out because it's so dirty, and the cats are throwing a fit that we haven't cleaned the litter box in a while. Ew. I'm still debating on whether or not to clean after I post this. I've been feeling sick all day, but honestly, maybe it's in part due to the state of my house right now. Gah, if only I had a washer and drier. I was so close, too! Well, we'll see what happens. Maybe I'll wash a few dishes then go to sleep. I've done some homework today, so I'm feeling pretty decent. Worked tonight, did well, missed a class because I almost passed out and threw up everywhere, but overall I'm feeling okay at this point. Just tired. So maybe all I'll do is some dishes. And maybe the litter box. Or I'll have Chris do it when he gets home.

Petra

My baby. And today I had to give her away.

It fucking sucks. I'm so sad. I cried. It's been a hard day. It'd be heard to find a better place to take her, but still. She's my baby, and I feel like I failed her. I sent her away to a new place and I completely shattered all trust she had in me. I've failed her. I love her to death and yet I left her. I feel horrible. How can you do something like that to someone you care about? I mean, if I had found her on the street and brought her, I could understand it because then you are doing her a favor and giving her a better life and a better chance for survival that way. But she had a home, was well cared for and well loved. And I abandoned her.

I took her to the Animal Humane Association in Albuquerque (check out their website at www.ahanm.org). It is probably one of the best places I could have taken her. They spay and neuter, give immunizations, and work on behavioral training with the animals. Just in Albuquerque they have their main facility and two adoption cites around town. Also, they have a 92% adoption rate. They have over 60 employees taking care of the animals and making sure that all of them get the care they need, as well as countless volunteers to help out. Their facilities are clean, the staff is helpful, and they ensure that any pet they adopt out is sent to a good home. I would say it's a really good place to take her.

Petra is a really sweet cat. She is very connected to her owner and loves deeply. Her only flaw is that she is extremely possessive of her owner and is highly jealous of anything that may appear as a "threat" to her owner's love and devotion towards her. She's about a year old and very cute. I'm sure they're going to find her a home and hopefully she'll be loved. She really is a good cat. She's going to be okay. So why do I feel so horrible?

I miss her. I want her in my arms, sleeping on my lap, climbing on my shoulder. I hate this. I feel horrible. I want to take her home and let her know she's still loved. I hate myself. How can I do such a thing to my baby? I know it was necessary, but it doesn't make me feel any better. I hate myself for this. She's going to be okay, but I feel as if I've failed her. I just want my cat back.

Oizers.

You know, I keep coming back to this, how I don't seem to blog much because my life is crazy but I'll do more. Well, to be honest, I think my life will always be crazy. And maybe that's okay. I guess it's okay that my life is insane and so I don't think to blog all of the time. Oi. Oh well.

My cats are insane. Chris's cats, who previously lived with his mom, now live with us because she moved to a new place where she can't have pets. So, our oldest cat is Spaz, who is the mother of Derp, our next oldest. Below that is Petra. I'm pretty sure I've talked about her in this somewhere. And our newest edition, more likely than not only about six or seven weeks old is Isis. Yeah, I know, I'm turning into a crazy cat lady. Luckily, only half of these cats are mine. The other half belong to my boyfriend.

Living together is going amazingly. We've lived here for about two months, and I really like it. We still haven't finished unpacking everything, mainly because both of us like to just unwind and not worry about it. Oi. Silly geese we be! We recently had our six month, so that was fun. My dad visited me this past week and I was stoked!!! Eek! The only annoying thing is that we both are fairly messy people but I'm also mildly OCD so I like everything clean. If only my ADD didn't kick in and make it super difficult to focus on cleaning...

Life is good, just working on a lot of school and such. Speaking of which, I'm pretty sure I have an assignment due tonight, so maybe I should stop blogging and do that... Hmm.

Alright, I guess I'll go, but hopefully I will blog more recently than another two months. I hope.

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New Computer/Cat Escape

I just got a netbook computer this past weekend while I was in Albuquerque, and let me tell you, I am stoked!! Eek! Yay! And I'm kind of wondering how it is that I've been getting by without one. Hmm. Odd. Anyhowzers, life is crazy. Something I noticed, I'm tired all the time. This is probably due to the fact that I work stupid hours and I'm never getting enough sleep because I'm always busy. Way too busy. Ask my friends, they never get to see me because I'm too busy doing too much other shit. Uhg. So I look tired all the time. Oi. If you haven't seen me since December or earlier, you will be surprised to see that I cam exhausted looking on a rather regular basis. Bleh.

So Petra got out on Sunday night. Chris and I got to his house that night and she must have run outside as we were coming in because we couldn't find her. Granted, we didn't notice until the next morning, and we were freaking out. We were looking for her all day and asking everyone we knew if they had seen her but to no avail. Luckily, that night while I was working on homework, she started meowing outside the window so I was able to go call her from the door and she came running in. I was so happy! I was scared she was laying dead on the side of the road or something because she's never been outside before and Chris lives next to Highway 70. Way too many truckers drive there and I'd be sad if she died. The only thing is that she was in heat recently, so I'm hoping she didn't get knocked up last night...

Pets

You know, there is some reason for why it is that I don't have pets right now aside from the minor detail that the house I live in won't allow them. It's because they're so much work! Don't get me wrong, I love them to death, but I'm way too self absorbed to be able to properly care for another creature other than myself. Although I guess that's why I don't want a kid either, because it would be having to worry about something more than myself and right now it's hard enough to take care of me. So I want to get my shit together first.

Alright, so it's kind of a random subject, but I'm taking care of my boyfriend's mom's new puppy and it's a crazy little thing! Doesn't help that my boyfriend has a jealous kitten who doesn't like the attention the puppy gets. Anyway, both are adorable, but it's still a good reminder of why I don't have pets. The cat isn't so bad, but the dog is an attention whore. But then again, aren't all dogs? So I plan to get a cat to keep me company on those lonely nights when I have no one but the cat and myself for company. And they are awesome. Crazy, yes, but I still love them. It's just that dogs need so much more love then I can give them. Thus, no dogs for me. At least, not for a while. And same with kids. No babies until my life is under control.