A mixed blessing.

For reasons I'm not going to go into here, I have been suspended from work for 5 days. Let's just say that my fucking cunt of a boss is out to get me. But then, this means that days I was previously told I couldn't have off, I know have off. This means that I get to hang out with my best bud, Theanna, who will be here tomorrow afternoon.

I'm not sure how to feel.

My darling, Tavie, has had a loss that I so understand. She had to have her sweet kitty, Rosie, to sleep. She did what was best for Rosie just as I had to do what was best for Trillian, but it still hurts. So, much sadness, so much pain for something total worth it. Rosie was 15, Trillian was 16, they made our lives so much better and kinder and full of fuzzy, kissable love that the heartbreak we feel after their deaths is better than having to live without that love.

I can't say that it has gone away much in the two plus years since Trill died and I burst into tears any time someone else has a pet death, but I've gotten used to her furry warmth not being here.

I've had people die in my life that did hurt like this and yet I now have two cats that one day will die.

I have to stop now to go hug them.

One week and three hours till Theanna.

Life's a pretty sweet fruit.

Ten days till my best bud will be hanging with the Rynnster. I'm so looking forward to seeing her that I can hardly stand it.

We haven't seen each other in two years and we are owed many laughs together.

I'm happy again.

Rick is in town.

I'm happy.

Although I do feel like I'm coming down with a cold.

Rynn