Tuesday, August 03, 2010

Digging Deep

I wish I had something inspiring to write about this afternoon. I went to the shelter this afternoon and rescued a ridiculously cute Siamese named "Lloyd". How I LOVE that name for a Siamese cat. After all the "Suki's", "Sushi's" and "Miso's" around, I've been completely enamoured with the name Lloyd:Lloyd is a blue-eyed love-sponge and I sort of wish I was going to foster him myself. I've never fostered a Siamese for any length of time and am really smitten with this guy. No wonder people who have a Siamese cat, always have more than one Siamese cat.

I came home from the shelter to emails from former adopters who want to surrender their cats back to the rescue due to a variety of lame reasons. Maybe I'm not being sympathetic to people who make poor decisions for themselves and feel that the world owes them a favour now.

My youngest son has been very, very sick and that has weighed heavily on my life lately. I know I haven't been dealing with the usual life challenges in the usual way. My anger is easily spiked and tears are never far behind. Funny how I'm reading some of the other rescue blogs from around the country and am finding everybody seems a little pissed off too.

I'm missing my life that's usually full of joy. I'm sure it's there somewhere, but I'll have to dig a little deeper to find it.

Maybe I need a little "Lloyd" kissing time....that'll fix me up JUST FINE :)


Kea said...

It sounds like you need a hug and a glass of good wine. Maybe some chocolate.

Hurrah for Lloyd! I'm thrilled he's going to have a great foster home and a shot at a forever home.

I'm really sorry that some former adopters want to surrender their cats. Not the outcome you want at all. On the other hand, I'm very glad they've contacted you, not just dumped the cats out to fend for themselves. Ugh.

And I'm sorry, too, your youngest son is so sick.

I'm sending you all lots of healing Light and crossing my fingers that things will be brighter soon.

BTW, I don't have any reason to feel "off," to feel out of sorts, but I've been the same way, feeling very tired and flat and ho-hum and quite joy-less lately. Maybe it's the heat. Maybe it's Ontario air pollution (lol). Maybe it's middle-aged life stresses. Maybe we all just need some serious sleep and for someone else to carry the burdens, just for a day or two.


Cat said...

Hang in there Beth. I know it is frustrating, but just think how much worse it would be it you were not on the scene! You do such amazing work and are the last hope for so many of those kitties!

Let Karma take care of those idiot adopters. I know you will find even better homes for the kitties they want to surrender. I guess things seem bleak at the moment but everyone out here in the blog world is rooting for you :-)

I hope your son's health improves I can imagine that must be such a worry for you!

Anonymous said...

Sorry that you're in what seems like a crap cycle. But...like all cycles things will begin on the upswing. Yes...be optomistic. The glass is half full- the wine glass that is! Hope your son is on the mend soon too. It's hard being a mom and not able to make the hurt go away.
And before you read another email from one of 'those' adopters check out the facebook group "If I could punch you in the head and get away with it I would." It may make you smile:)

Rhonda said...

Hi there:

I just discovered your blog yesterday and have read most of your older posts. I'm amazed at what you do, and empathize with how hard it all seems at times. I was just at the local shelter the other day to donate some money, and spent some time looking at the cats, and wishing I could take every one of them home. It's so damn heartbreaking to see them in the cages, meowing and reaching out for attention. Luckily, it's a great shelter with a no-kill policy, and a volunteer comes in every day to let the cats out into a special room and play with them. And other volunteers walk the many dogs. But still ... it's all so sad.

Anyway, you're a great lady, and I hope things get better for you and your son. I'm not religious, but I'm pretty sure that if there is a Heaven, they're saving you a seat in the front row!

Caroline said...

Hi Beth,

I hope your son gets better soon. He seems like such a good guy! Are the cats keeping him warm in the Land of Dirty Underwear?

Good job with Lloyd is his last name Robertson? lol :) ^..^