November 27, 2007
Nov 27 - Jessie
Jessie’s at the vet today getting her teeth cleaned. I’m the biggest woos mom in the world. I couldn’t stand leaving her there. I’m worried about the anesthesia, and I want her back home right now. Yes, I made the appointment. Yes, I know she needs to have good teeth for a long, healthy life. Still, I want her home.
Something has happened to me in the last few years. I’ve always been an animal lover, no question. But for a long time now, I’ve been obsessive about it. Not just my pup, but all animals. I wept during the big fires here, knowing so many critters were scared, hurt and worse. I can’t bear to think of animals being hurt to the point of losing sleep over it. I understand I can’t do much about it, other than volunteering for a pet organization, donating money to the ASPCA and Humane Society, and making sure those animals near me are protected to the best of my ability. But I feel as though all animals everywhere are my responsibility, which is unrealistic and frankly quite painful. I don’t know why this shift has occurred. Just that it’s here and it’s difficult. I worry about the local deer, the horses that are left out in the freezing nights. There must be some psychological reason for this obsession, and I wish I understood it.
If I had the room and the money I would have a gazillion pets. Alas, we live in a very tiny house. Thankfully, Jessie has a pretty decent yard, but to add even a kitty would be tough in this miniature home.
I’ll just feel better when Jess is home and safe.
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Jo,
For what it’s worth, I get awful animal anxiety near the end of each day I have to go to work.
With all of the wildlife here, I, too, fret over each creature, and when a particular deer fails to show up at his or her normal passing-though time, I worry.
The fires hit me the same way.
One of our dogs is going in for her teeth in a few days, and I’ll be the same way: worried and on edge until she gets home.
We have the good fortune to have a large enough space to have rescued four dogs and four cats. Two of the cats are actually sibling kittens who were abandoned in the area: we just captured them two weeks ago, and we are still humanizing them.
Pass some of your anxious time with their first photos here: http://www.bluesgone.com/NaNoWriMo/?page_id=15
I’ll think good thoughts for Jessie.
November 27th, 2007 at 11:19 amShawn, the kitties are too adorable! Oh, I want kitties. Many of them. Jessie would be so happy. She was raised with a big old boy cat named Dugly who groomed her and her sister all the time. Jessie went mad for it - she would keep perfectly still for ten minutes or more just so Dug would groom her face. Now she expects all kitties to do the same, and she’s so hurt and confused when they want nothing to do with her. Good for you, saving those darling babies!
Jessie’s home, fine and already chasing her ball. We can’t feed her tonight because of fear of throwing up, but I made her some chicken soup which she’s enjoying quite a bit. No matzo balls, though. Those belong to mom and dad. :)
November 27th, 2007 at 6:39 pmYeah for the J-Dog!
We’re all so happy she’s home and well.
:-)
November 27th, 2007 at 8:01 pmGlad to hear she’s back safe and well with her shiny gnashers! And all this saves you the worry of being felled at twenty paces by her breath!! Lol!
November 28th, 2007 at 3:52 amThe kittens are beautiful Shawn. You did a great thing. All four of my cats were saved from the streets.
Jo, a cat won’t take up much room, honest.
Part of my agoraphobic problem is an extreme fear that the house will catch on fire and that the kitties will be killed.
November 30th, 2007 at 12:57 pmHey, Willa! Yeah, that doggie breath can be something else. And you haven’t lived until an over-exuberant puppy has given you a special French kiss. lol!
Bailey, it’s not so much the cat as the cat litter. Oh, and I totally get the pet worry. ::hugs::
December 3rd, 2007 at 9:42 am