Boy did it hurt!

OK, so what do you write after your ex-husband comments on your blog?

Actually, I’m silent because I believe in jinxes.  Good thing I’m on my way to have three science degrees that certainly will make me calculated , rational, and above that crap.  Sure, two didn’t do it, but the third ones the charm, right?

Until then, I believe in jinxes.  And I’ve had a few things happen this week that have created a lot of stress but if they pan out, could be very good.  I just can’t talk about them yet otherwise the boogie man will tell the tooth fairy who will put a hit out on my happiness with the snap, crackle, pop guys of rice krispie fame.  (I bet you didn’t know they had a side gig, huh?)

I can tell you we got a new cat this week, although perhaps that will jinx things in the event that no one has been in a huge fight yet.

She’s a bit…different.  She lived inside one point long, long ago but became an outside cat and pretty wild.  She spent the first two days here in the 2nd bathroom, to get used to inside (and using a litter box again, which she did readily.  Yay!) and just take in the smells of all the other animals.

Yesterday, when I came home to check on her I just left the door open.  You should have seen her confused face.  She obviously thought I’d made a mistake.  The other animals paraded in and out, until she finally made a break for the laundry room.  She’s been trying out different perches/hidey holes in there but at least she’s moving around and no blood has been spilled (neither of us have even got to touch her yet).

I think I mentioned that she has cancer.  That’s the reason for a shift in habitat; to give her a more comfortable home and an environment where changes in her lifestyle can be more closely monitored.  Everyone has expressed how strong we are to accept an animal into our lives whom we know will pass away soon.  But the thing is, we accept everyone into our lives knowing they will leave us.  To me, it almost makes it easier to know a time frame rather than sit on that inevitable someday.

Right now she’s on top of the dryer, and took a few bites of dry food when the other monsters got their breakfast.  Another hurdle because 1) she’s not had a dry food diet before and 2) she let me push the bowl right under her nose.  I snapped some pictures and planned to share, but discovered fuck me if I know where the computer cable for the camera is.  I checked the logical places like kitchen cabinets and tucked in with my nail polish.

Ah well.  Such is life.