My blogging break is sort of failing… 🙂
I have been enjoying Small Fry way too much. Tuesday I decided to see if my cat, Yum Yum, would be interested in mothering this kitten. Small Fry had been staying in our sun room, which is attached to the house via a French door in the kitchen. In order to keep my four Large Fries from seeing and harassing Small Fry, I put a heavy piece of wood up over the lower part of the door.
Tuesday night I was giving Yum Yum cuddles* and wandered over to the French door and held her above the wood so she could see this tiny, motherless kitten. Honestly, I don’t know what I expected my grumpy, territorial Maine Coon to do. She took one look at the small kitten and started snorting and growling. She was NOT happy about this intruder!
I knew then that Small Fry could not stay with us, no matter how much I was falling for him. Last night our friends D and M called. They had been going back and forth about adopting Small Fry since reading the initial blog post. D and M have a young cat named Millie and have wanted to find her a friend after their 20-something year old cat passed away.
The timing was perfect for them to bring a new cat into their home, too. D and M both graduated from grad school this month and will be moving in July. In the meantime, neither are working and have all the time in the world to dedicate to helping this little kitten adapt to his new surroundings.
When the phone rang last night and I saw it was M, I knew they were going to adopt Small Fry. My heart was filled with happiness when I answered and she said, “Belle, is Small Fry still without a home? We would really like to adopt him.”
D and M are some of the best pet owners I know. They are attentive and loving. They are responsible and believe that you adopt a pet for the life of the animal – not just until the novelty wears off. They understand the challenges that come with a kitten and are not afraid of them. They also brush Millie’s teeth each night and will start brushing Small Fry’s as soon as he is old enough! If there is such a thing as a match made in heaven, D, M and Small Fry are it!
This morning I got an email from D saying that they have named Small Fry “Tucker” and already have his first vet appointment set for 10 a.m. today. Millie even caught several glimpses of Tucker last night and did not go crazy with anxiety. I believe Millie and Tucker will be fast friends in no time at all!
In other news: The spotting has stopped for now. The more I think about it, the more I believe this was caused by pooping too hard. Tuesday morning I had a terribly hard time pooping and spent quite a while trying to, ahem, make something happen and when it did it was rough. That, coupled with my existing bum problems and a growing Pip made for some spotting. I vow to never again force things. All in “doo doo” time, right? I know, that was terrible. Forgive me!
I am also reassured to have actually seen Pip on Tuesday and have an ultrasound photo on my fridge that looks like more than an empty sack with a blob of lint in the corner. That first ultrasound could actually pass for a terribly poor quality photo of the corner of my dining room in the dark – empty with a ball of cat fur by the baseboard.
Today I am 7 weeks. I have decided to take belly photos on Saturday instead of on Thursday. My week day mornings are busy enough between the four Large Fries (I think my cats have a new nickname), my tendency to wake up feeling hung over and the ridiculous amount of time it takes for me to have my “morning constitutional.” Hopefully this Saturday I will get the 7 week photo taken and MAYBE I’ll feel bold enough to share it with you… or maybe I’ll still be chicken!
This leads me to a good question: How do you feel about belly photos and ultrasounds on an infertility blog? Be honest here. Personally, I love belly photos, but I dabble in photography and love all photos. Ultrasounds, however, stress me out. When not pregnant they make me terribly sad or irrationally angry. When pregnant, I compare and obsess like a madwoman. How do you feel about this? I’m including a little poll below and your input is VERY MUCH appreciated as I honestly love all my readers and want to make sure we are all comfy and happy in this space, or as comfy and happy as we can be despite my talking about poo, fissures and pooping so hard I bleed. 🙂
*Poll closes Saturday morning!