Since May 30, 2012 I weighed 205.6 pounds. It's September 23 and I weigh 172 pounds. 22 pounds to go to become the after me - the me that was pre-fat.
With some luck and self-control, I'll be at 150 pounds by November 12, 2012.
Two months, it took, for TwoCan to accept that my bedroom is Banjo’s room–that it was always my bedroom and not TwoCan’s…then the talk about his choice of who he likes to spend most of his time with and that I deserve to have my own cat to take care of…here it is. Just like Angel and Ashley BFFs playing…
TwoCan and Banjo BFFs are play fighting.
Sometimes it feels like these pairs fight not to play but to assert dominance. Some humans play with each other the same way.
Three months after Ashley’s death I met you at Toronto Humane Society. You were hiding under the towel and then in the box when trying to meet with you. You were so cute then. you are still so very cute every moment I spend with you.
When an animal bring this much happiness in my life it’s worth keeping until his/her last breath.
Both were adopted from the Toronto Humane Society. Had Ashley (right) from August 2015 until her death on October 30, 2016. Then adopted Banjo (left) towards the end of January 2017 and hope to have him until his last days.
I’ll never forget Ashley. She, as is typical of a Russian Blue cat, chose me as the person she’ll love for the end of her days. I loved and cared for her–more than anyone has ever cared for her–from the moment I brought her home until her last moments.
It’s still Family Day in Ontario. This post is dedicated to my family: Ashley and Banjo.
I have dedicated many posts here and on Facebook about your days with me
I smiled and laughed more often and most of it was around you
And just look at how cute you are:
I became a mother: a mother who loved you every second that you were mine, a mother who made a song in your name:
A mother who soothed you, a mother that gave you 14 months of love, so much love that …as I said to you once…that you’d have too much love that you’d get sick of me. Well, looks like you wanted that much love! A mother who socialized you with another cat who became your BFF, a mother that let you in the backyard. You were happy sitting around flowers while I sat a distance away watching you watching a cat approach you. I laughed every time you hissed at another cat.
Just one more…a video of Ashley next to me….she is so cute!
Because of you, I have many positive and loving memories of a cat that followed me in its cage, rubbing the cage. I knew then that you liked me. And despite other people’s difficulty with you, you were not difficult for me. Everything was easy because I loved you.
14 months of love that we gave each other. Your last days (the 14 months) have been loved.