Niblet has no idea what is going on. I am not showing (much as I freaked a few weeks ago that I was, I'm really not). She knows mommy has been going to the doctor, and has been feeling sick, but hell, that's nothing unusual in my house for the past 2 years. Husband and I discuss our predicament in hushed tones, after she has fallen asleep.
She is still hopeful for a cat. A tabby.
Our mornings this week have been strangely calm. I say strangely, because Niblet is something of a drama queen who fusses in the morning about everything. Choosing clothes for school, choosing breakfast, what we pack for lunch. Usually, it's all very.... loud, for lack of a better word. This week our mornings have been cuddly and sweet (and she is not a cuddler). I know I have been trying to grab an extra hug, and extra snuggle every second I can, and I am so thankful that this week she is receptive to them.
I started researching cats (since I've never owned a pet and I am a researcher). Maine Coons sound really cool. Affectionate, almost dog-like companions.
I have to admit, I'm not much of a cat person. But when my kids were young and wanted a kitty, I gave in. And what we wound up with was a Maine Coon. All white....we named her Cameo. And she was the sweetest pet we ever had. Highly recommend that breed!
ReplyDeleteAnd I am sending some extra hugs to you, too.
Cats seem to sense when we need extra TLC. My husband lost both his cats in a house fire the year before we were married. He was so sad he didn't want to adopt any more cats. A few weeks later a stray cat started visiting him. He kind of acted like he owned the place when I visited (I was living in Barbados at the time). When I moved here, I guess the cat sensed that my husband had someone to take care of him and we didn't seehim anymore. Reminded me of "The littlest hobbo" I used to watch when I was a kid.
ReplyDeleteGentle hugs. You are in my thoughts and prayers.