The most important thing I’ve gotten from my life experiences since January 31, 2013 (and I think I can speak for everyone) is love. Before this date, I didn’t seem to have the capacity for it. But one day I moved into a place where there are only women and one roommate had a kitty with a litter of 4 or 5. One cat was named Angel. And she really was good to my senior kitty whom I’ve adopted from the Toronto Humane Society.
Ashley and Me. One of my fave moments with her.
And then she went to Heaven to be with God on October 30, 2016. Three months later, I adopted Banjoy–also from the Toronto Humane Society.
I’m finally at peace with Ashley’s death–by euthanasia. The stuff of PTSD, for me, anyway. I felt lost after Ashley’s passing and really wanted to have another cat to care for. It’s a lot of work to have a pet. So many things can go wrong and the usual problems are gastrointestinal. He was suspected with IBD in July 2017 and now in May 2018 they found a lump in the descending colon. Now he’s on stool softener and only eating wet food. Still giving him the probiotic (powder). And every day I’m checking his stool and pee. If he’s doing either, how often, and the appearance and feel of the stool. That’s just the kind of stuff I have to do to monitor Banjo (or any of my pet’s) health.
After Banjo, I will not own pets. I’d like to save money and perhaps explore the world. Not necessarily that I’ll travel to Europe, but maybe one day I will. I just think that now I’m 48 years old, and still very capable of caring for a pet, there may be one day that if I owned another pet after Banjo, I’d have to give them up. I can’t do that. So, I’m stopping after Banjo. I know my limits, my health, and my belief is that all animals deserve owners who are capable–financially and physically–of caring for a pet. It’s fair to the pet.
It’s good to know that I’m capable of love. And Ashley showed me that I always had it in me. Thanks Ashley. Mama will never forget you!
Another of my favourite moments with Ashley. She and I are a pair!