Thursday, September 15, 2011

Breathing a Little Easier Now

Many thank you's to all the blog readers who sent well wishes regarding my doctor's appointment and subsequent test results today.  I'm happy to report that I'm cancer-free and continued surgery isn't necessary.  Looks like I'll have to have continued biopsies every 3 months, but it's a small price to pay.

Since I'm going to live (*smirk*) I went back to Weight Watchers today.  Again, it felt great to do something normal that meant I was taking care of myself. 

We had a huge number of "owner surrender" phone calls today.  One of them was from our own veterinary office who has a client who wants to euthanize her 9 year old cat because he pooped on the floor.  The cat weighs TWENTY pounds and no longer can get to the basement to the litterbox and the owner doesn't want to move the litterbox upstairs.  She'd rather kill the cat.  God, I hate people sometimes.

I really don't like taking owner surrenders.  God bless the rescues that do.  I find that once I see the cat at someone's home, vet office or my own home, I feel obligated to take the poor thing even though he/she isn't a good fit for our foster homes. 

Case in point:  About 5 years ago, I had somebody call me about a kitten wandering around the edge of the streets.  They thought the kitten was under 6 months old and looked fragile, and starving.  I hopped in my car and drove an hour (!!) to pick up this one little kitten.  Turns out "the kitten" was a 20 year old cat that I'm POSITIVE belonged to the person that called me.  I took the little old lady-kitty and she became the love of my life for the last 6 months of her life.  I have no regrets, but it certainly wasn't what I had expected. 

Obviously, this doesn't apply to our foster parents and people that I know that find cats.  But I'm always leary of  friends of a friend...of a friend...of a friend...that needs to rehome their cat. 

You don't have to agree with me, it's just the way I feel.  I think it's great when a rescue takes cats from the public.  I just wish I trusted the public a little more.  None of what I say on this subject is set in stone.  I keep finding exceptions to the rule.

I had cooked dinner ahead of time before my doctor's appointment.  Just a simple crappy casserole that I can pop in the oven tonight.  I came home to find this:
Take a GOOD look at my casserole, the lid, and the location of the casserole dish.  That dish was on top of the stove in the back when I left....AND....Sherman wasn't even ashamed of himself enough to leave the scene of the crime.  Bad boy, Sherman. (Good thing you're cute)

Life is feeling pretty good tonight.  David asked if I wanted to go out to dinner tonight to celebrate the good post-doctor's news.  But I think we'd better eat that casserole before it's too late.

12 comments:

~*Connie*~ said...

So glad to hear the good news!

and do not apologize for what you can't do. You do so much, and you have your limits. None of us can do everything.

Anonymous said...

I think that anytime you consider taking an owner surrender there should be a mandatory surrender fee somewhere between $100-$200.

peewee22 said...

Beth, I'm so glad to hear the good news about your biopsy.
What a little brat that Sherman is. He didn't look the least bit ashamed. I'd you'd been gone just a little longer, your dinner would have been "toast".

Deb said...

Wonderful news. Go out tomorrow night for sure.

Alexandra said...

Oh, Beth - I missed that the doctor's appointment was "serious"! So glad to hear there's nothing to worry about & sending lots of warm wishes that the 3-month appointments go well.

Debbie said...

Great news Beth,I am sure a big weight was lifted of your shoulders.
Sherman didn't run and hide because he was to full to move that fast !!

Ecochica said...

Thank God everything is ok Beth! God Bless you, your family and all your furr-babies!! xoxox

Josie said...

So glad about your good news!

Our local rescue isn't big on taking in owner surrenders. Case-by-case basis I'm told. Particularly those people that call hours within moving...'omgz I can't take the cat!'
..Phoebe Layne...my beloved purr baby, was one of those.
Kinda creepy...she was staring at me as I typed that. :)

Emsworth Girl said...

Ah Beth, I so glad to hear your good news. Stressful huh? You are so strong you amaze me and inspire me Keep Strong on and carry ON as Churchill would say!

Sherman and Hannah I swear are twins at birth. If we got those two adopted together what a PARTY!! His devilish smile is beguiling!

My thoughts and prayers are with you. God Bless.

Random Felines said...

YEAH for good news. And we agree - don't ever apoligize for feeling the way you do!!

And if you really needed more entertainment, the Sherminator strikes again. MOL

Chrissykat said...

I echo everyone's sentiments, so happy to read the good health news...good nothing, FAB health news! And Sherman doesn't only look not sorry, I think he looks rather proud of his accomplishments. ;)

Caroline said...

Congrats on the good results Beth, I have to ask was the stove on while you were gone? If not then why wasn't the casserole in the fridge while you were out? I'm sure Shermin thought you had left it for him!