On a sad month, and now a happy month
Work has again interfered with blogging, but I also took a self imposed hiatus. June was a rough month to be a Palma, and I didn't feel much like putting down any thoughts here, since they would have mostly been sad news.
My father just got out of the hospital. He's doing pretty well, but he had a mild stroke so it was pretty serious. Although we were all pretty worried about him when it happened, he's doing so well that it is hard to feel anything but optimistic -- all of his therapists have been pretty impressed at how quickly he's regained his strength. He keeps promising that he'll be ready to go in September for the Penn State / Notre Dame game.
Our other sad news, though, is that a few weeks ago Chloe decided she would be happier with Roux and Arizona. She had some exploratory surgery, but our vet told us it was best if they just put her to sleep while she was under the anasthesia. It happened pretty quickly, she wasn't in any pain, and we got to spend one last weekend with her treating her like the empress that she was before we took her in to surgery.
It's been a rough year to be a cat in our household. Since Roux and Chloe are both gone, Mosby is now the elder stateswoman of the house. It was pretty lonely with just one cat, and so Shan and I decided to try to start July out on a happier note so we started the process to adopt a new cat.
I'd like to introduce everyone to Gracie.
Her name comes from "Amazing Grace", because that was Chloe's favorite song. It is another adjustment getting used to having a kitten in the house again. This morning she decided to play fetch and she was running over me to bring her mouse to Shannon. She is really sweet, incredibly talkative, and pretty mischievous. Missing Chloe has been tough, but it's hard not to smile when Gracie is around. By the way, she has already decided on a nickname -- "Cheeseball".
Hopefully Chloe is enjoying herself somewhere without steps and high beds and is enjoying looking down watching Mosby having to learn how to deal with a kitten.
My father just got out of the hospital. He's doing pretty well, but he had a mild stroke so it was pretty serious. Although we were all pretty worried about him when it happened, he's doing so well that it is hard to feel anything but optimistic -- all of his therapists have been pretty impressed at how quickly he's regained his strength. He keeps promising that he'll be ready to go in September for the Penn State / Notre Dame game.
Our other sad news, though, is that a few weeks ago Chloe decided she would be happier with Roux and Arizona. She had some exploratory surgery, but our vet told us it was best if they just put her to sleep while she was under the anasthesia. It happened pretty quickly, she wasn't in any pain, and we got to spend one last weekend with her treating her like the empress that she was before we took her in to surgery.
It's been a rough year to be a cat in our household. Since Roux and Chloe are both gone, Mosby is now the elder stateswoman of the house. It was pretty lonely with just one cat, and so Shan and I decided to try to start July out on a happier note so we started the process to adopt a new cat.
I'd like to introduce everyone to Gracie.
Her name comes from "Amazing Grace", because that was Chloe's favorite song. It is another adjustment getting used to having a kitten in the house again. This morning she decided to play fetch and she was running over me to bring her mouse to Shannon. She is really sweet, incredibly talkative, and pretty mischievous. Missing Chloe has been tough, but it's hard not to smile when Gracie is around. By the way, she has already decided on a nickname -- "Cheeseball".
Hopefully Chloe is enjoying herself somewhere without steps and high beds and is enjoying looking down watching Mosby having to learn how to deal with a kitten.
posted by Chris at 10:57 PM
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