Monthly Archives: February 2009

Pauline’s Daily Happenings

  • I’m up and feed, it looks cold out..bbbrrrr….can’t wait for my chai after the gym. #
  • Been going to the gym for over a yr & I can safely say that the men gossip much more then the women & get less of a workout….lol #
  • Got dinner, haven’t accomplished any of my other work today….think I need to change that…icks #
  • BSG & SCC, weren’t very good at all, hoping that Bill Maher does much better, balancing our checkbooks while watching. #
  • Not a very good night for TV, normally it is one of our better nights. #

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News, History & Politics

I  almost forgot about this entry that I wanted to post about the inauguration and history, but it still fits because it is still Black History Month.

At Defining Moment, Stories of Injustice

***I really love stories that gives insight to how far we have come through people’s experiences.  I love speaking to older generations just to get perspective.  So many of our generation and younger take things for granted and that is sad.  This is the church that is gathering the stories of it’s members :  Second Baptist Church

Inauguration view an ode to U.S.’s promise

***This is a fascinating history of our nation’s capital.

White senator discovers family’s African-American roots

***I really got a kick out of this one.  How would you like to find a bunch of relatives that you never knew existed by watching TV?  It really shows how interlocked we really are.

Gov. Bobby Jindal’s volcano remark has some fuming

***This has nothing to do with history.  This is a political post….WTF is wrong with him?!?!  Hello!  I can see Mt. St. Helens from were we live…I want to know if it is going to blow.  It is still active.  We have Mt Hood, it last erupted just before Lewis & Clark’s arrival.  According to wikipedia :

Mount Hood is considered the Oregon volcano most likely to erupt,[7] though based on its history, an explosive eruption is unlikely. Still, the odds of an eruption in the next 30 years are estimated at between 3 and 7 percent,[8] so the USGS characterizes it as “potentially active”, but the mountain is informally considered dormant.[8]

It is extremely, extremely unlikely that it will go in my life time and longer….but still, things like that need to be studies

How about this…..we give up our volcano monitoring and they give up their hurricane warnings…..and I’ve been through more hurricanes then I want to remember.

What a fraking moron!!!  ggggrrrr

Tweets for Feb 25th

09:02 No gym today, long restless night last night, & Alexis seems to sense something, interacting a lot more.

09:39 Just because it is the right & humane thing to do, doesn’t make it any easier….in fact it seems to make it harder. =(

12:16 We let our “baby” go today. Our vet was very understanding. We miss you terribly Reggie.

22:50 New blog post: We Lost Our “Baby”

23:21 Very interesting LOST. Don’t really want to go to bed since Reggie is no longer here to cuddle with me

We Lost Our “Baby” Today

For those who have been reading my blog, you know that 13yr old, Reggie Miller, had an inoperable nasal tumor.  He was diagnosed over a year ago.  He started losing weight about a month ago, but he was still his ornery self, begging for food, demanding attention…..still chasing the laser beam 5 days ago.  But the last 2 days, when he tried to eat solids he threw it up.  After he did that yesterday, Harold stated that it was time….we lost it.

I really hate these kind of decisions.  He wasn’t out of it, his attitude was normal….was it too soon?  Am I selfish for wanting him to live longer?  To continue cuddling with me in bed at night?  Sometimes I wish that when it is time, our babies just go to sleep and not wake up at home, so we don’t have to make that decision.

But when Reggie didn’t even come downstairs to beg when I was having dinner, it confirmed that it was time.  Reggie use to just sit there and stare at me when I was eating, he knew I was easier then Harold….grin  In fact, he would take scraps more from me not him, just because I’m the one who gave him treats from my plate so he was use to it. He was use to getting food from Harold in the kitchen….he would be right there meowing at him when he heard that Harold was in there.

This really sucks.  It is going a long while before I won’t be crying every time I turn around when I think about him.  I try to be “logical” about it, less cat litter messes, less cat hair, less scratches in the furniture, less furballs….but it doesn’t work.  I still miss him as if none of those annoyances ever existed.  =(

It is going to be hard tonight.  When we had a queen size bed, Reggie use to sleep between my feet.  Since we got the king, he has been laying next to me.   He may be next to Harold when I come in, but once I’m in bed he aims for me.   I think it is because even in my sleep I’m “conscious” of our cats and careful of my movements.  Even when Drew would get next to me first, Reggie didn’t let it stop him from claiming his spot, even it meant putting his tail in Drew’s face.  But Drew didn’t care….you can move him anywhere and he is fine…lol

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I lost my Bestest Buddy today…

Reggie Nappy time...

Our cat Reggie Miller has passed due to nasal cancer; he would have been 14 years old in April. We are crushed, but relived at the same time; he was really starting to decline in quality of life, and I think he knew it, as strange as this sounds I think he told me twice since yesterday that he was ready.

I give huge thanks to our Vet, he is the best damn Vet I have ever dealt with, very professional and compassionate, he gave Reggie a sedative and put a IV into his arm so we could hold him, he never once tried to up sale anything, and in fact for the past year that we have been using this Vet he has never once tried to push his agenda onto us, unlike other Vets we have had to deal with.

We was both holding Reggie as the final shot was given, Reggie was purring and wrapped in his favorite flannel shirt, the Dr than left us and as a final show of Reggie’s “cattitude”, he died in our arms and we didn’t even know it. I just know he did that on purpose… The thought that we was holding a dead cat for 10 minutes and not knowing he was dead made us both laugh; even now 30 minutes later I am smiling as I cry.

He died well.

He will be missed.