people are cool. and nice.

Over the weekend I was overwhelmed with kindness from other people. I had people calling and texting about Calv non-stop. It might sound silly, but it really meant a lot. Yes, I know Calvin is a cat, but he happens to be the coolest cat in the world and I love him. I know that it probably sounds a little intense, but I am very grateful to those people who called (even the staff at Horizon House called! Both on and off shift...), sent me really nice texts, and came over to see me. 

Since I am always looking for an excuse to post pictures of Calvin, I guess now is as good as any time to post some more! It's a lot easier to capture Calv's cute little face when he can't run around so I've been taking pictures like crazy! 

Thanks again to everyone who called or texted about Calvie. :) 

Calvie

If you know me at all, you know that I have a kitty that I just absolutely adore; his name is Calvin. I have never liked a cat before, but I love Calv more than most people that I know.

On Wednesday night he started acting a little funky and weak, but I didn't think much of it. By Thursday morning he couldn't move his hind legs. Since Calv is my cat, I thought maybe he was being dramatic. By Thursday evening he had a fever and still couldn't walk. I was freaking out. Well, maybe I still am... He has been very lethargic and sleeping 23 hours out of the day. I have been sleeping every minute that I can with him since I'm sick, too.

Calv tucked in my bed sleeping.

On Friday morning I called the vet. They were all closed except for one emergency clinic in St. George. I don't have a car and I don't have enough  money to drive there, pay for the vet bill,  and still live for the next two weeks. I was super bummed but I figured we'd just sleep all day and go in first thing Saturday morning to the vet in Cedar. At about 8:45am my dad called and said that he had gotten a hold of Dr. Esplin and that I could take Calv in at 9:15am.

My dad let me drive his car and he gave me his credit card to pay for the visit. I was so surprised...my dad knows how much I love Calv, but it's still not his cat. I'm very grateful for my dad.

Anyway, the vet gave Calvin some antibiotics and said that if it's a bacterial infection that the medicine would help.....if it's a virus, there is nothing we can do. I'm just praying for little Calv and hoping he's not in too much pain, either way. Not gonna lie, I've been kind of a hot mess this entire last week and so I'll randomly just start crying.

I'm so grateful to my dad for helping me get Calv to the doctor and for caring about him. I'm also super grateful for all of the people who have called, texted, facebooked me about Calv. Thanks everyone. :)

i wanna be angry today, but...

I wanna be angry tonight. I don't know why, but I can't. I have so much to be grateful for and I guess that is why I have been making all these gratitude lists. I tend to focus on the negatives a lot and then I write these lists and I wonder what it was that I was angry about.

Today was a super great day! I got to sleep all night and then actually sleep in and that makes a huge difference in my demeanor..I'm still bitchy, but not nearly as much as when I don't get enough sleep! My roomie and I decided on a whim that we wanted to get a friend for Calv. Margot, Lindsey and I set out to the pet store because we heard they had free kittens. We didn't find one we loved, so we headed to the Enoch Animal Shelter.

Talk about Cat Heaven. Seriously, the place was packed with cats. We were looking at all of the cats and one jumped on me. I freaked out and had Margot remove it from me and then it jumped on Lindsey. We kept looking, but I guess our cat chose us because we ended up with Gretchen (formerly called Spook). She's such a sweet cat and we love her to death. Calv, on the other hand, isn't so sure yet. He has been picking fights with her all day. I'm sure once they get to know each other that they will be best friends.

The only picture I have of her so far...there will be many more to come, I'm sure.

Ode to my kitty, Calvin

If you've ever met me or read this blog, you know about Calv. You may also know that I used to hate cats. And lets be real, I still hate most cats. There's something special about Calv...he's mine. Many of my blogging friends have children and they like to brag about them on their blog. I would like to take this post to brag about my kid, who also happens to be a cat. Here goes:

• Calvin is the best cuddle buddy I have ever met. Seriously, when he wants to cuddle, he's great. Sure, there are times when he doesn't want to cuddle and he bites my face instead. I still love cuddling with him.
• Calvin is feisty. He doesn't put up with shit from anyone. He may be small but he's got heart....and super sharp claws. Don't mess with my cat. 
• Calvin's full name is Calvin James Decker. He goes by Calv or Calvie. 
• Calvin likes to play. All.the.time. I can't really blame him, so do I! Sometimes when Calvin has his little Angry Bird toys (which happen to have bells in them) out I wanna throw them in the garbage can...instead, I just wait for him to accidentally lose them. Underneath our couch is home to about 10 cat toys at any given time. We only get them out for special occasions...like when we'll be gone.
• Calvin purrs a lot. I would guess if he were able to speak, he'd be at about 200 words by now and he's only 4 months old. Seriously, I have a smart cat people. He can almost read, too!
• Calv sleeps in the cutest positions...like with his head hanging off the bed or the couch. 
• Calv gets freaked out by his own tail.
• Calvin likes to poop in his liter box at the exact time I happen to be cleaning it out. Without fail, this happens every time. Sweet little guy...
• Calvie doesn't like to be tied down. He always finds a way to get his collar off or tries to choke himself with it...in the end, the collar never lasts more than two minutes. 

More to come later, I'm sure. I love little Calvin. :)

Help!

I have a huge dilemma and a quite perplexing question:


Here's the problem. I happen to be an old maid. That's not the problem, though. The problem is that I am also a cat lady. Since I am an old maid, I like to crochet...and my cat really loves yarn, too.

HOW DO OLD MAIDS (WHO IN TURN, ALSO TURN INTO CAT LADIES) CROCHET? I mean, seriously, whoever decided that old maids should be cat ladies obviously never tried it. It's totally not working for me.

So if you know the answer, please share. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated. I love my cat AND I love crocheting but they don't seem to mesh.

Halloween. The joys...

So, I've never been a huge Halloween fan. I mean, seriously, I hate it. I hate dressing up. I hate being outside in the cold begging for candy. Not just any candy, but the cheap ass lame kind of candy that isn't worth begging for anyway. I'd rather just buy the candy I like and sit in my house and watch a movie or something. This year, I think I'll stay home and hand out candy to the little kids. Never done that before.


Maybe I'll dress up and be festive at home. Who knows? My sister informed me that Big Lots has ANIMAL costumes. So I know one thing for sure...Calvin WILL be dressing up even if I don't. HAHA

So...what should Calv be for Halloween?