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Home From The Holidays

We came home from visiting Brian’s folks. The house was still standing, which I noted with nostalgia (we always said that when my parents and my brother and I came home from a long trip).  Upon entering it, however, we kind of wished it weren’t.

The cat, may she rest in peace, for whatever reasons had neglected to use the litterbox for much of the week. Instead, she used the floors.  In order to put our kids to bed, we had to navigate a hallway and bathroom filled with randomly-placed landmines of poop and vomit. While holdig our dozes and talkig like dis. We skipped the tooth-brushing that night. The less time spent in the bathroom, the better.

Brian and I got rid of the biggest (*GAG*) piles before we went to bed.  Praise God that He had nudged me to close all the bedroom doors before we left.

So then, with the moral support of two friends-in-deed, I began the major cleanup the next day.  UGH. In addition to the cat’s mess, I also got to experience the remnants of one of Gannon’s sleepwalking episodes. One where he thought he’d gone into the bathroom and peed in the potty, when in reality he was still in his room and was standing in front of a toybox.

Oh yeah, I also took the cat to the vet and had it euthanised*. Then I took it home and the kids and I buried it deep under the flowerbed.  After we had a time of sitting on the couch with it, petting it and remembering what sort of a cat she was.  We also took the opportunity to examine the general anatomy of cats without being gouged.  That part was Gannon’s idea.  As we sat on the couch, leaning over the dead cat between us, I felt like perhaps a huge blinking sign was over our livingroom, reading “PSYCHO HOMESCHOOLERS”.  It was a unique experience.  I can only hope.

The next day, as I was grumbling about the mess I was still cleaning out of the upstairs carpets, Acadia brightly and optimistically offered, “At least the cat’s dead now, Mom!”  Ah, a girl after her Dad’s own heart.

So yeah, our Thanksgiving was nice.  Then December started.  I am expecting the stomach bug and/or plague of frogs to be arriving soon.  As psycho homeschooler, we will dissect the frogs.  Maybe find a recipe or two for a healthy meal of them.  And do a lapbook on the Exodus of the Hebrews from Egypt.

*I did not do this without much thought and agonizing emotion. And a check for $88 to the vet.


The ScullyCat is Back

We are cat owners once again.  This particular cat lived with us for a few years before we had kids, then went to live with someone else when Gannon was due to come into the world.  We gave her up for a couple of reasons.  One was that she wasn’t all that tolerant of being pestered, and she’d scratch.  Another was that, compared to how I felt about my first child, I didn’t like her anymore.  Sorry, but it’s true.  So instead of kicking her to the curb, we let her go live in a beautiful house with huge windows and lots of birds in the trees outside of them.  I am sure it was luxury compared to our little apartment, which featured frequent train passings and little else.

The people who owned her after us, their circumstances have changed, and they asked if we would like her back.  I was excited about the idea because, to quote my friend Doris, “Everybody needs a nice kitty.”  So we accepted the offer and last week she arrived!

We still don’t have a nice kitty.  Instead, we have Scully.  I crack myself up.

Yes, she really is this annoyed by our presence.

Yes, she really is this annoyed by our presence. Maybe she is saying, "This IS my good side."

The kids are trying to get her to smile.  Is it working?

The kids are trying to get her to smile. Is it working?


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