Janice Williams Loves Austin And sometimes I write about it.

October 14, 2014

My Sweet Flaco

Filed under: At home,Cats — Janice @ 10:17 pm

I am not going to put a picture here. I’d spend an hour looking through pictures to find the right one and I’d get all sad. And this will be short, too.

Our sweet kitten Flaco is gone and it breaks our hearts. Friday he was sick, Saturday we had to say goodbye to him and let sweet Dr. O at our vet’s office do what vets do. It was a cold rainy October day just like it was 5 years ago when Nathan Jr. had to be put to sleep. We were just about to get past our October depression and now it is back full force.

Flaco had an enlarged heart. Both of the vets we took him to said it was nothing we did, nothing we could have prevented, nothing we could have known about and fixed. It just “is.” His heart was too big and it created clots and a clot went to the arteries that feed his legs and this poor little feet were so cold. He couldn’t walk, he couldn’t clean himself, he couldn’t get up to go to the litter box. All of this happened within the span of maybe 12 hours.

Mark took him to the hospital and then he had to go to a gig so I met him there and waited for the doctor’s report. There was nothing good in the report at all. I chose to bring sweet Flaco home for one more night at home. One more night with me and Mark instead of at the cat hospital where they might have kept him more hydrated and had a cardiologist look at him in the morning. Mark and I cried with him and over him a lot. Saturday morning we took him to our own vet, the vet that took good care of Nathan Jr. right to the end (even to coming in on her day off to help us through that last painful moment). Dr. O agreed with the prognosis that there was nothing that could really be done. They MIGHT be able to get the clot to break up and move on, they MIGHT get the blood thin enough to bypass the clot, he MIGHT not have another clot for a while… But everything I read seemed to say that if you did all of these things, a kitty might live another 5 months. I sure didn’t want our lively little happy energetic boy to have to suffer or go through shots and hospital stays and all the fear involved with that just to get to keep him another 5 months.

So we said goodbye to him and let her literally put him to sleep and then figuratively. Lots and lots of tears since then. He was a sweet bright spot in this house and was ALWAYS wherever we were. Phil and Willie are angels, but they are much more blasé and independent. We come home from work, they stay on the bed without even a meow. They let us come to them.

There may be another kitten in our future. We will wait to see what develops. It is heartbreaking to invest the love and then lose a kitten when he was so young (just over 2). But, better to have loved and lost…  He brought us a LOT of joy each and every day and I know we made his world a lot better, too.

October 8, 2014

Bluing

Filed under: At home,Childhood Memories — Janice @ 10:07 pm

Times change. Sometimes they change and we don’t even realize it. I visited my nephew and his wife at their home this past weekend. Mark was at a gig and we were going to go see him play. He called with a splinter so he asked that we bring a needle or a safety pin so he could try to get the splinter out. I asked my nephew’s wife for a needle and she didn’t have one. I didn’t know that needles were old-fashioned and something people don’t need now. I admit I don’t use one very often, but I do sew a button back on from time to time. My mother sewed all the time when I was growing up so we had plenty of needles. She sewed on her sewing machine and she did plenty of hemming with needles. Plus, my sister and mother and I all embroidered from time to time.

I was looking at something tonight in an old 1961 newspaper online and saw this at the end of the article:

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There used to be all sorts of little household hints, pieces of trivia, and little jokes inserted in newspapers to fill out the column. Now we just don’t have newspapers and, if we do, their computers can stretch the copy to fill the columns without it looking stretched, I suppose.

But I read this little hint and thought about how I have never owned a bottle of bluing, but it was something I grew up with. I think I only grew up with one single bottle though. I don’t remember that we ever bought it or used it very much. Once in a great while Mother would need to really clean some white sheets or white towels and she would use some of Mrs. Stewart’s bluing. And it seems like the bottle always sat up on the window sill on the “back porch” which was really an enclosed laundry room. I’ll have to get verification from my sister or mother on whether or not it sat on the windowsill.

This is sort of close to what our bottle of bluing looked like:

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Bluing usually is down the sides and on the label, from what I remember. This one is for sale on eBay. I am not sure if our bottle was blue either. But Mrs. Stewart looks just like she always did.

Of course, when I saw the ad, I realized that I don’t use bluing and I would expect that most people younger than me don’t even know what bluing is. The world hasn’t ended because they don’t know. I guess the world won’t end if they don’t own needles either.

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