Bardo

Bardo is the intermediate or astral state of the soul after death and before rebirth, in Tibetan Buddhism.

In the seven weeks since Celestial Sweetie left her Earthly body, we've kept her beddy, bowls, ramp, and toys in situ, and offered love and light to her spirit.

Seven weeks for this transition time, as we've given daily thanks for her journey with us, and our prayers for her soul and all souls to achieve higher rebirths as they move toward enlightenment.

Queen Sweet the First, Miss Growly Pants, Murder Mitts, and my Swee Wee.

We'll never stop loving you.

❤️

Good Bye

Sweetie earned her angel's wings yesterday afternoon.

It was time.

A constant in our lives since mid-2009, she enjoyed her retirement years inside and was pampered.

~

Queen Sweet the First

Swee Wee

Shrimpy O'Hollaran

Miss Growly Pants

Mama Cat

Drumstick Thief

~

Farewell, little one.

A tiny cat leaves very big holes in our hearts.

💔😿

Score: Cat Mom: 1 Sweetie: 1

The Swee Wee takes her retirement very seriously.

She allows nothing to interrupt her regularly scheduled programming.

As long as we keep a supply of food in her bowl...which often needs to be hand-delivered to her whilst she enjoys her cat quilt...life is good.

If said food bowl has a hole in the middle that shows the bottom at 3 or 4 am, she regularly makes sure the staff is advised immediately by paw to the face, or a meow in the ear, so the servant can stir the gushy stuff so no hole is visible.

Madame doesn't like holes.

HOWEVER...

After receiving her breakfast yesterday morning, she decided that everything needed to see the light of day again.

Someone still had the food bowl in her hand, and managed to CATCH IT when it made it's reappearance.

Someone has SKILLS!

The previous time such an even occurred, the evidence wasn't found until after it had dried on the blanket, the wall, and the window ledge.

Cat Mom: 1

Sweetie: 1 

🤢

Tranquil

It's Sweetnesday, and The Swee Wee is quietly enjoying Spring.

Actually for her, the seasons are all the same, except windows are opened more often when the temperatures are higher.

At her recent veterinary visit, she'd gained a smidge of weight, we decided to try Gabapentin, and a lump was discovered between her shoulder blades.

The vet's staff will avoid giving any injections in that area, hoping it's a reaction to past jabs, and may not increase.

We are hoping it's nothing, and will simply pamper her as much as she allows.

Am determined to remain hopeful, and as tranquil as she is.

Well, except between say 2 and 4 am most mornings, when she must make sure some human is paying attention to her enough to lull her back to sleep.

Am happy to be a comfort.

😻❤️😻

Cusp

It's Sweetnesday!

Our Swee Wee isn't chowing down her chow, so I've been carrying her food bowl to her to tempt her into taking a few licks.

This works, but a Churu works even better!

I was successful with one pilling (appetite stimulant), and utter failure at the second.

Me: 1

Sweetie: 1

We visit the vet on Monday for Solensia, and I'll powwow with the experts.

~

Another trip around the Sun, and it's my birthday today.

Also, wishing Happy Birthday to Brian's Home Blog catmom.

I've only met a handful of folks who share my birthday, and it usually occurs on the First Day of Spring.

Had my horoscope professionally cast years ago, where I was diagnosed as a Pisces, but being born on the cusp of Aries means I really am combo of both.

Pisces: water sign + Aries: fire sign

Me: steam! 😹

I always take a day off from work for my birthday on principle, but the weather can be dicey.

That being said, below is my favorite image the tells it like it is:

Have a good day, y'all!

Inky

It's Sweetnesday.

It is really difficult to get a good pic of Queen Sweet.

Her eyes are captured oddly, or the light from the windows is too strong, and usually the focus is wonky.

As if that prevents me for trying.

She is my Little Peanut, my Swee Wee, my Crabby Pants with the whiskey-and-cigarettes voice, who lays across my chest, and clings like a limpet to the underside of a boat when I try to get up!

❤️❤️❤️

Just Don't!

It's Sweetnesday, but Queen Swee Wee isn't always the most photogenic when she's in a mood: 

Grumpy

Doesn't like when her human cat bed moves or speaks.

Just plain NOPE!

😹😹😹

Having a bit of a difficult time getting her to eat in the past few days.

However, I mix her appetite stimulant into her food, and if she won't eat her meal...well, that's the conundrum.

The Hubby and I plan to carefully catalog what canned food she eats or turns away from, so I don't keep giving her what she doesn't like.

Despite this little set-back, we are very stubborn and will get yummy gushy 'fud' into our little old lady kitty!

And today, with it's 10 degree F windchill, makes me so very glad that she's asleep in her heated Sweetie Spa, with sunshine pouring in the window.

She'll never have to brave bad weather again.

🥶