Goodbye to the Best Boy Ever

Holding hands

This fuzzy little man crossed the Rainbow Bridge yesterday. It was very early in the morning and we were with him when it happened. He lived to be over 19 years old and during his last week he had lots of cuddles, scratchies, porch naps, and cheese. I think he was a happy little man. We met when he was 6 years old and spent the next 13 years together. He was very vocal, loving, and demanding. He was really great at training humans.

I had never actually seen anything die before and it simply wasn't peaceful the way it's always portrayed in movies. It was terrible to see, but I am glad we were with him. We held him and talked to him until he completely let go.

I miss my little spoon, cuddle buddy, companion. He got up with me in the morning, greeted me when I came home, went outside when I went outside, and went to bed on my chest every night. The house is quiet now. No one is begging for cheese or lying under my feet. It's sort of lonely and strange.

I know he was just a cat, but I miss my little fuzzy man.

xoxo,

b

Nest making while waiting on me to finish taking a bath.

Taco night

I love you Whiskey Kitty.

Lately

Hola,

I've been working on Halloween costumes and the Telephone project.  I also transitioned the porch to fall (it felt too early to do Halloween, but I am so ready) and started the course to become a certified Master Gardener (two classes in and I already feel behind, but I already know so much more about soil).  I've managed to watch a ton of Adventure Time and Regular Show through all of this.  Busy, anyway, here...

The start of my first yarn tail, thank you Deviant Art.  It looks as if Deviant Art is where it's at for cat tutorials.

Almost all the pieces.

Makeup test, but this isn't my costume so this was just kinda' to try it out.  I'm not so great at makeup/face painting.

Trying to find something that works for the lady because it is her costume and she hates face paint... non-committer.

xoxo,

 busy b

Ah, Tardar Sauce!

I've developed an addiction and it's nerdy as can be.  I love Grumpy Cat cushions and looking at those little kitties.  They look so tiny compared to my kitty cat and their faces are so expressive.  I want to squeeze them, but they live in Arizona so I'll just continue to squeeze my own kitties.

I lived at Brooke's house once.  It was awful.

This is my new throw pillow.  I couldn't stop though, I ordered a couple more and I already know where they're going to live.

I will be calling this a throw pillow.

Something for the bed, to tie the room together.

I don't believe the kitty is grumpy, but I do believe it's very cute.

x's, o's, and kitty scratches,

Ms.b

I was sick for a bit.

He's smizing. smizing

I was sick for a week and I actually still have a cough and some congestion, but the ickies are otherwise gone.  Mr. Whiskey Kitty was into it.  He was there the entire time enjoying himself while also being the world's best little spoon ever.

xoxo,

B