Greetings, my friends. You may or may not have noticed that we’ve been MIA last week again. No Internet down here this time – how I wish that was the case. I’m sad to say that we lost one of our beloved kitties last Sunday. When we first came to our hobby farm, we were asked to take a kitten in, and happily agreed, as we needed a barn cat and consider this place a bit of a safe haven for animals people can no longer care for. Well, that young kitten got “knocked up” sooner than we’d expected, and we joyfully welcomed six kittens into our family. Being huge animal lovers, there was no way, after 8 weeks, that we could give away these sweet little things (three boys and three girls), so we decided to keep them all, and have been happily nurturing and loving them ever since their birth on May 25th. They are possibly the sweetest, most gentle kittens you’ll ever want to meet – cuddly and kind, and awesome mousers who’ve been keeping the farm mouse free very well. They are more like dogs than cats, joining us when we walk in the woods, and spending the day with us when we work to clear out the brush by the lake shack. They truly are wonderful kitties, and we love them so very much.
So last Sunday, when our neighbors pulled up into the drive, we happily bounced out to meet them, glad to have the company. But they didn’t come for fun. One of our babes, little Jeff (Maddie had named him after racing star Jeff Gordon) was hit by a truck. Yep, he was gone in an instant.
Basically, we’ve been in survival mode for the last eight days, trying to console four kids (and ourselves) who just want our little kitty home, alive and well again. We are huge animal lovers, and mushy as all get-out on top of it, so the slightest of human or animal pain, whether ours or someone else’s, always grieves our hearts. This is the first time the kids remember losing a pet (we had two old dogs put down when Maddie was 3), so it’s been doubly hard on everyone, and we’re not making too quick of progress in the recovery area, but we are trying.
That being said, losing our beloved Jeffy has also given us a bit of a wake-up call. After having a hard month emotionally of dealing with our debt, we realize how very low on the totem pole our debt, and getting out of it, really is. Don’t get me wrong: we’re not quitting, by any stretch of the imagination. But we are by and large done stressing out about it, because really, who gives a crap? Aren’t our relationships with the people (and pets) around us so much more important? Isn’t making sure they know they are loved king over stressing about meeting this month’s budget?
I realize that so many people out there, including blogging friends we know and love, have lost much more important things in their lives than kitties, and so I feel a bit wimpy for being such a basket case over a dead cat, but it is what it is, I guess.
Thus, our goal now is to work on keeping our perspective about what’s truly important in life, and to spend this Thanksgiving being very, very thankful for our loved ones, and letting all the other stuff fall, where it belongs, to the bottom of the list.