Oh, Kristin. I'm so sorry.
See, Vera? Dress yourself up; you get taken out somewhere fun.
Jayne ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Steph L. - Mar 19, 2008 1:30:40 pm PDT #606 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
beth b - Mar 19, 2008 1:40:20 pm PDT #607 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
sorry Kristin
Lee - Mar 19, 2008 1:40:43 pm PDT #608 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm very sorry, Kristin.
Susan W. - Mar 19, 2008 1:42:08 pm PDT #609 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
{{{Kristin}}}
beekaytee - Mar 19, 2008 1:55:08 pm PDT #610 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
Oh dear Kristin, my deepest, deepest sympathies. May you have every and ALL the supports you need during this difficult time. And blessings on Byron. You have given him so much.
Glamcookie - Mar 19, 2008 1:58:01 pm PDT #611 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Oh damn. I'm sorry, Kristin.
Polter-Cow - Mar 19, 2008 2:06:27 pm PDT #612 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
{{Kristin}}
juliana - Mar 19, 2008 2:07:51 pm PDT #613 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
{{{{{Scrappy}}}}}
{{{{{Kristin}}}}}
Connie Neil - Mar 19, 2008 2:08:22 pm PDT #614 of 10001
brillig
Blessings on all kitties and their people.
Beverly - Mar 19, 2008 2:18:27 pm PDT #615 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I'm so sorry, Kristin. But when you get around to reading amych's "for later," I've something to add. We trapped TC, a feral, more than a week after whatever trauma had snapped his entire rear foot off at the ankle. The wound wasn't closed, would never have closed on its own. He would have died. Other than the trauma, he was completely healthy, so we had the leg amputated. Socializing him was far more fraught than him learning to live on three legs--and he was well past kittenhood. He's done amazingly well, and he enjoys his life. They adjust amazingly well and fast--better than their humans, usually.
All good thoughts to you and your kitty.