Owen and Dice

Owen and Dice were the first kitties to go to their new home. I tried to prepare myself, and I'm thrilled with their home, but it was still difficult emotionally to let them go. I got so attached to the kitties. Just a few days earlier, Kevin and I spent Saturday sitting on the sofa outside discussing politics, history, current events, and more. All the kitties were piled onto the sofa around me snoozing away. It was such a perfect day. I had all the kitties with me. Everyone was happy. It was one of those magic moments in life, enjoying our litter of five week old kitties, laughing at the dog as he tried really hard to put up with them trying to suckle on him, laughing at Nico and Midnight when they would unexpectedly run into a kitty and have a fit, enjoying the many visitors that stopped by that day. But I also knew it had to end.

I knew the day was coming when our little kitty family would be broken up. It was just hard to let the first ones go. It was the beginning of the end of an era -- the Lucy and kitty era. And the end of two months of excruciating emotional turmoil for me. Caring for Lucy in Graeme's honor tied every fear and worry about her and the kitties to Graeme.

Without fail, every time I'd think to myself -- see everything is perfect, everything is working out great, something difficult would happen. Lucy got deathly sick and almost died. I handled that crisis by getting myself stinking drunk and then suffering a hangover the next day. Buddy got deathly sick and almost died. Then Lucy got sick again. I spent a lot of time cleaning up diarrhea and vomit. I worried about finding good homes for all of them. I worried about Lucy living with a great, big bloodhound at my brother's house. I worried about vet bills. I worried about Nico and Midnight running away because they were so stressed out about Lucy. I felt sorry for the poor dog.

Had I not been so confident with their home, it would have been much harder to let them go. But I knew they were going to the best home imaginable. Now I can enjoy the next twenty years following their life through pictures and stories. From what I've heard, Bosco the dog took a liking to Owen. The first night, Bosco licked Owen and Owen returned the affection by cuddling up next to Bosco. I'm looking forward to seeing how much different in size Owen and Dice become. Owen was the largest kitty of the litter and Dice was the smallest.