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A Battle Lost

Logan Loses the Fight

Today, after careful consideration, we elected to put our beloved neurotic cat to sleep.

The past few weeks have been filled with angst, frustration and, honestly, bilious piles of orally ejected cat food (to put it politely).

A few weeks ago, Logan couldn’t really keep anything down. Never really being a worry-free cat (having had a heart murmur as a kitten and several bladder infections and crystal buildups to his credit), we immediately suspected that this was something more than hairballs.

The poor little guy was just having a rough go of eating. After having thrown up everything he ate one morning, he just continued to do so at random intervals. All day. This doesn’t bode well when your stomach contains nothing. The mere sound of food landing in their bowls would send him into convulsions and his water intake was down.

After analysis at the vet, they couldn’t find anything wrong with him (they took x-rays), but informed us that not all materials show up in x-rays and that given the configuration of his digestive system, the probable location of a blockage was the stomach exit. If the condition continued he would require detailed analysis and surgery.

They prescribed anti-vomit medication and gave him an injection of subcutaneous fluid to keep him hydrated for a few days. He wasn’t getting better. He would vomit the anti-vomit medication and would not eat. For a few days after, he seemed to get better, but relapsed back to the miserable state he was in before we took him to the vet.

We couldn’t afford the surgery. We couldn’t even afford the detailed analysis, really. And even if we could, the fact that while we did love him, Logan was a goofball that ate everything from carpet to foam, it was a question of whether or not trying to save him would actually stop him from being in the same predicament again.

So the family said their goodbyes (Little J said bye bye Gogan and gave him a kiss on the forehead) and I took him in to be euthanized.

It’s amazing how such a small creature can break your heart.

I miss him already, even if he could be a pain in the ass.



Goodbye, Logan
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I’ll write more soon about our little furry friend tomorrow (good stuff, I promise). I need to get some sleep because I am tired.


2008 -> 2009

All the Best

Can you say busy?

My grand blogging plans seem to have all evaporated in the face of a combination of valid reasons as well as procrastination.

So, I’ll just sign off for 2008 by saying thanks for all the memories, and looking forward to an awesome 2009!

Yeah. Cheers all!

Deaths: 4 Weddings: 2

Lazy

With the passing of a dear family friend last month, as well as general all-around-being-busy, I have been pretty bad at keeping this blog up.

With a new set of goals and some excitement about completing them, I figured I would do a great update tonight.

Unfortunately, this happened.



God Wanted His Voice Back

I don’t profess to know Don to any great extent. We had e-mail exchanges from time to time, which was pretty incredible considering how insanely busy he was.

I was struck by his willingness to help. He made several trailer voiceovers for me (evidenced here and here) and charged me nothing. I sent him a photograph of an Algonquin Park (this one), but I’m pretty sure I got the better deal.

On top of that, he did a birth announcement for Little J.



So Yeah…

…I probably won’t do that update today.

It’s amazing how you can miss someone you never physically met, isn’t it?


Rest easy, Mr. LaFontaine.


The End is Nigh

Good Thing We Get to Start Over Again Tomorrow

That’s the wonderful thing about our species. We are so fixated on redo’s that we created a cyclic calendar.

Seriously.

Some medieval jackass probably screwed up things with his wife and invented a calendar to allow himself to achieve redemption.

But enough about my theories of history…

What was this year all about?

Challenges.

Moreso than any other year, I would say.

Certainly last year, the year of Two Thousand and Suck (as coined by Dave), was a challenging year.

But this year was insane.

Let’s review things that I have learned…

  • When they say that contractions are a certain amount of time apart, they are referring to an average, not that every contraction is exactly five minutes apart.
  • If your first baby arrives after four hours from the onset of active labour, you should consider preparing to have your second child at home.
  • The strongest friendships weather any storm. Even ones thrown at you by the devil himself.
  • Sometimes you find a new friend where and when you least expected it. Most likely closer than you might have imagined.
  • While friendship is the glue that binds us all together, WhyNattes is the solvent that melts away life’s problems.
  • Having a child makes you want to live forever.
  • No matter how little you change when you have a baby, almost everyone will treat you differently. Sometimes this is good. Sometimes this is bad. Just be ready to be considered different.
  • Life is never as bad as you think. And while it could always be worse, being passive about improving it is stupid. You need to get your hands dirty.
  • I never get to see the Biologist, Turtle Woman, the Mife, the Blife, or Farley and Company very often. But we’re all still close, and I wouldn’t trade that for anything.
  • I do get to Manchu with Shatton on a regular basis, which is awesome.
  • Achieving a Black Belt is more about sacrifice than hard work.
  • Achieving a Black Belt while landscaping your back yard is not only tiring, but probably idiotic.
  • Grandparents are fueling the housing market. Seriously, if you have ever had the thought where the hell are we going to put all of these presents?, you’ll know why the suburbs are so populated.
  • Toronto Thumbs is awesome. And not just because I write for it.
  • No matter how awesome your spouse is, if they get you a Nintendo Wii for Christmas, they will become creatures of legend for the duration of your natural life.


Not really a long list, but I don’t want to get all teary-eyed on you.

This has been a year of learning and wonder. I wish you all the very best for the New Year.

May you make all of your dreams come true.

Keeping it Simple

Just a simple wish that all of your wishes come true, everyone.


Unless, of course, your wishes involve harming people.


Then you’ll have to deal with me.



🙂