Wednesday, September 15, 2010

This Week...

Has been one of the hardest weeks I've had since my freshman year when my 2 grandmothers died within a month of each other. I rescued a kitten on thursday, who was starving and very skinny. He has a large apetite, but from the start I had a feeling something was wrong. Being me I ignored this feeling  hoping it was wrong and that it would go away. Well my feeling was right. His first vet visit went well but he was a little weak.  The day I took him up to school he fell out of my arms not too far and onto a carpet but he still fell. Poor little Mo ended up with a bump on his jaw, not sure if it was related to his fall. The next day i took him to the vet and she said to keep a close eye on him and make sure the growths didn't grow. At this point his paw was swollen as well as having a lump on his ribcage. Then I went to class. The whole time I am anxious and scared that something is wrong. Again, I was right. I rushed home to find him gasping for air and ran him to the vet. They said his temp dropped soo low and his blood sugar was non existant. After the first visit I left him with a plate of food because he wasn't interested in eating straight after the vet. He seemed more tired than usual. After the first rush to the vet I took him back home and quickly noticed he wasn't breathing right. He was making little noises every time he took a breath and every few minutes he would SCREAM, and Mo did not know how to meow but boy when he was in pain you knew it. I then more calmly took him back. It wasn't til I was holding him waiting for the vet to come in that I realized he was dying and that I couldn't do anymore. The vet came in and held him and said to him " I think we should just let you go" I agreed she said he was suffering too much and I also agreed, it was the best thing for him, he hadn't purred all day and just seemed soo lethargic. I said goodbye and she took him to the next room and he went. She brought him back and he looked at peace. It was a very difficult day and I'm glad it is over. Mo is in a better place where he is no longer suffering.
     Since then I've had kitty filled dreams each night soo I think I will end up with another one very soon. Mo hasn't been in any of them but many other kitties have been.

RIP Mo I hope you are having a great time where ever you are now I'll always love you.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

First post

     So it is the eve of the last night of the Teen Drama Club's production of "Cinderella" and I'm still exhausted. I've done 1 costume related thing in the past 2 days  (sew a strap to a dress) but am a make up artist hair dresser and in charge of the curtain (tonight and tomorrow). This is the first year I am not on the stage and frankly it feels right. I'm at the point where I am too old to be on the same stage I've been on since I was 5. Besides being the costume designer ( I use this term loosely because I only made 1 set of costume pieces) I also knit and mainly crochet and have a yarn problem. I am working on opening my shop on Etsy by the end of next week filled with my fall line, and I cannot be more excited about that. My items feature hand dyed cotton thread from a fellow etsian Dyeabolical yarns and 100% organic cotton yarn. So far I have a couple of hats, headbands and a scarf. 
     I start my would be senior year of college next week, not actually my senior year because I will be graduating at least a semester late, which is totally fine by me because I am in no rush to get a real job. Although the thoughts of going to grad school for costume design make me very happy and eager to get there. But before I can think about grad school I need to get through the week. A week of graduations form TDC, sunbathing, working, hopefully making money, PACKING (UGH), Yankee game with the crew, moving up to school.

Wish me luck