Well, we are all settled in now. For months, it’s been “go-go-go”, between pet sitting, work and moving…now that it’s all over, I’m realizing how lonely I am. Yes, I have Gideon and he’s great, but I can’t expect him to spend every walking minute with me because I’m not a codependent person, but I really need a new animal to snuggle when I’m just hanging out by myself. I’ve already inquired about a few cats that are available for adoption, and have been for too long. I’m really hoping to land one of these jobs so I can finally bring home my new babies. It’s been too long.
I had an interview at PetFlow.com today, which I think went well. I like the atmosphere of the place. The employees seem happy to be there, there are no “call center zombies” and no cubicles at all, which creates a good vibe…and they get to bring their pets to work, so that’s awesome! I met a very cool Australian Shepherd today. So far, there’s nothing I don’t like about the company.
I’ve been unemployed for 17 days and granted, I’ve been busy getting moved, unpacked and spending some quality time with Gideon, I’m just about ready to be employed again. Also, after spending a little over $1300 for the truck and gas for the truck, I am running on fumes now. That being said, I would love to get a job I want, rather than working a temporary job just to make money and then leaving when I find something better. Life is too short to waste time working at a job you hate…and the sooner I start working, the sooner I can adopt some cats to climb on our empty cat tree.
Until then we’ve decided to go to Fremont street to bum around and have some fun. We can finish unpacking tomorrow.
As I go through all of my things in my tiny room, I’ve had the time to really reflect on my life. All of my experiences I’ve had, people I’ve known and loved, things I’ve collected and, of course, my furry, little life changers. Yeah, I know that I’m only digging myself further into my “crazy cat servant” persona but bare with me
20 years ago I adopted a cat from a lady who was re-homing her 11-year-old kitty because her stupid boyfriend was allergic to her. She came in a tiny, cramped carrier and was so scared and confused, she just hid under my bed or in my closet until I went to sleep, then she would sleep on my chest until I woke up. I tried so hard to make friends with her and make her feel comfortable. One night, when friends came over, she bolted out and despite driving around all over the place for hours, I never found her.
I felt terrible and vowed to do better next time. We got Elijah and Alex as kittens and I was definitely more protective than before. I learned what being responsible for another life was about.
Shortly after that, we stopped by a pet store and found 2 black kittens in a cage with no bedding, food or water. They were crying and climbing up the cage. There was no way I was leaving them behind, so we took them home. Those little ones, who we named Spike and Missy, were a handful and a half but my heart was full of love for all 4 of my furry babies.
20 years later, Missy was the last to go. She died of lung cancer on November 6th, 2016 and my heart has been heavy ever since. Being at home just isn’t the same without her. When Gideon suggested we move to Las Vegas, I immediately agreed. We get to start a new life, in a new place and get new kittens!
Now, as I’m packing up my life and ending this chapter of my life, I feel thankful for the things I learned from Alex, Elijah, Spike and Missy. They helped me grow as a person, love more than ever before and learn to be okay with surprises and unpredictability.
I’ve found several of their favorite toys, grooming tools and pictures, which made me kind of sad but I am so excited to start a new chapter of my life with Gideon and our new fur babies.
It’s amazing that we leave in a week!
Baby Elijah and Alex.
Spike and Missy.