crystalcazzie: (DW River hair)
Dad died on the 19th. He made it almost two months longer than the doctor thought he would. And he was at home the whole time, which is what he wanted. I suppose I should be grateful for that but I mostly just want to scream at the universe for how cruel and unfair it is.

RIP McGee

Jun. 8th, 2015 06:23 pm
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Well, he made it through the night and died this morning while I was at work. He was on the sofa when it happened, which is nice. It was another one of his favourite spots and there were people around so he wasn't alone.

It'll be strange without him though. I'll miss how he would jump on my lap and curl up there, making me stay for longer than I intended to cos I didn't have the heart to move him. And sometimes when he knew I was coming in he would sit by the sofa and look at me, waiting for me to sit down before he jumped up. I'll miss how affectionate he could be (when he wanted to, of course), a marked change from how he was when the neighbours first moved here and he would run at the very sight of us. I'll miss the way he would steal my chair after I got up for just a second. I'll even miss the way he would refuse to let me use my iPad or laptop sometimes, insisting that he should have all my attention and that pointless device was just in the way. I can't say I'll miss him meowing at 5am, but it will be strange not to hear it any more.

We buried him under the bush at the side of the garden, one with lovely purple flowers. Now I'll always think of it as the McGee bush.

Zack

Oct. 28th, 2010 08:23 pm
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Hey everyone. I know I haven't been around much (even less so than usual) and I thought I should explain why.

Two weeks ago we noticed that our cat Zack was looking unwell so we took him to the vet. He was admitted for a week while they did blood tests, took a bone marrow sample and gave him a blood transfusion because his count was so low.

Last week we got to take him home while they tried to work out what was wrong with him. We had to give him various different pills morning and evening. I was the bad guy who forced him to take them. I hated upsetting him like that but if it would help him get better I was going to do it.

But he just got worse. And today they told us it's cancer of the bone marrow. He had no chance of getting better and it was kindest to have him put to sleep.

So that's it. First Sammy, then Fury and now Zack. Three cats gone in six months and none of them older than a few years. Fuck you, universe. You are unbelievably cruel.

RIP Fury

Jul. 8th, 2010 08:12 pm
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Hey everyone. I want to say I'm sorry for not replying to comments or people's posts for the past week but I really haven't felt up to it after what happened on Sunday.

I'm sure those of you who have been to my house will remember Fury, the little ball of black fluff who grew up into one of the most handsome cats I've ever seen. His fur made him look like he was wearing puffy trousers and long boots and he had such a personality on him.

We're not sure how he died. He was found in the neighbours' driveway so he could have been run over, but he didn't have any obvious injuries and he'd lived here for nearly three years now so I would have thought he would have known better than to go on the road. He did have grass in his mouth, which cats often eat when they're feeling sick, so now I'm really worried that he might have been poisoned by something. We still have one cat left, Zack, and whenever he goes out now I worry so much about what could happen to him.

This is the hardest part about having pets. They become members of the family and you love them so much and when something like this happens it's devastating.

It's so weird to think that he's gone. I keep expecting him to saunter around the corner in that way of his that says he owns the place, for him to scratch at the door to demand entrance and then, when someone gets up to let him in, he jumps into their recently vacated chair and just gives them that superior look of his so they know that he is the Fury and this is his chair now.

He really was a character. We often wondered if he'd mellow in his old age, but now we'll never know. :(

RIP Sammy

Apr. 17th, 2010 11:13 pm
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Last night Sammy jumped up on the table and I made a fuss of him for a while until I picked him up and moved him to the chair, after which he quickly jumped down and stalked off. That was the last time I saw him and I can't help thinking if I'd stroked him a little longer maybe he would have stayed inside, maybe he would have gone to sleep and then today he could have enjoyed the sunshine and explored the fields behind the house instead of the road. There is so much land behind the house, why did he have to go into the fucking road?

Sammy was one of the sweetest and most affectionate cats I've ever known. I'm really going to miss him.

:(

Oct. 11th, 2009 01:11 pm
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Nooo! Stephen Gately, nooo!

Damn, I loved him when I was 13.

And 33 is far too fucking young.

:(
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HELLO PEOPLE.

It is FRIDAY and thus CAPSLOCK DAY. Yes, I have decided to make this a WEEKLY TRADITION. Because it is FUN.

I'm sure everyone has heard by now that Michael Jackson BROKE the INTERNET. I used more OLD FASHIONED methods and found out via TELETEXT. (And CEEFAX, but no one calls it CEEFAX do they?)

Today was HOT. It was an UNPLEASANT and OPPRESSIVE type of hot and I felt very UNCOMFORTABLE at work. Apparently next week is going to be WORSE. This is NOT GOOD.

I do not have RUM AND COKE this Friday. Instead I have GIN AND LEMONADE. This is due in no small part to the WEATHER. I also have a HEADACHE. This too I blame on the WEATHER and not at all on the GIN.

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