Commissions and cats
15 years ago
Heya!
Please let me know via note if you wanna chat in Skype, I don't normally keep it open.
Hey, guys!
First of all, commissions are currently on hiatus. I'm having a bit of trouble with the way I receive payment for the commissions that I do, so until I can figure it out, they will be frozen. Also, they will be closed until I can resolve the problem.
Thank you for understanding and sorry for the inconvenience...
Secondly, you may or may not know that I lost my cat almost two weeks ago. She left the house and never came back.
Well, I'm better now, and I'm dealing with the fact that she's gone pretty well. I had grown very attached to the girl, eight months of coexisting with someone, regardless of species, conveys some sort of emotional and psychological attachment... But I'm coping well.
I dunno if I'll ever get another pet cat, but I'm more than certain I will have a pet dog sometime this decade. Or the next one. Father hates dogs.
Sigh... I still get a little teary eyed when I see the photos I took of Sparkle when she was a kitten. It's lonely here without her.
First of all, commissions are currently on hiatus. I'm having a bit of trouble with the way I receive payment for the commissions that I do, so until I can figure it out, they will be frozen. Also, they will be closed until I can resolve the problem.
Thank you for understanding and sorry for the inconvenience...
Secondly, you may or may not know that I lost my cat almost two weeks ago. She left the house and never came back.
Well, I'm better now, and I'm dealing with the fact that she's gone pretty well. I had grown very attached to the girl, eight months of coexisting with someone, regardless of species, conveys some sort of emotional and psychological attachment... But I'm coping well.
I dunno if I'll ever get another pet cat, but I'm more than certain I will have a pet dog sometime this decade. Or the next one. Father hates dogs.
Sigh... I still get a little teary eyed when I see the photos I took of Sparkle when she was a kitten. It's lonely here without her.
Also, this isn't your fault. Cats do this sometimes. As much as we like to think that they have a mind like ours, they don't. They have different senses and compulsions and different processes in their heads. They just don't live in our world. Some of them reach a certain age and just wander off. It's almost like they have a timer. Sometimes they come back, some times they don't. No two cats are alike...
I sometimes think about what I'll do when Baby dies. She's a very old cat and I have to come to terms with her mortality. There are days I think "I'll never have another one," and then there are days I think "I hope the next one is at least similar to her." In the end though I'm sure I'll have another. When you're ready you'll know it.
Cats, cats, cats... I just wish I knew if it was something I didn't do right, or her own instincts that made her leave.
Still wish I had some closure, you know? See her from far away, and watching her leave, or her body next to a ditch... SOMETHING. Wish I knew just what the heck happened to her, you know?
I knew cats weren't eternal. I just wanted her to stay with me longer than just a couple of months, you know?
It's hardly fair.
I'm not familiar with El Salvador. Tell me what you have within a mile or so of your home. Open fields, waterways, anything like that?
I'll be okay, no worries.
Your cat pulled what I did, and that's terrible. My cat would leave for weeks at a time, come back to eat, and then leave again. Then he never came back. And I loved that little cat. >:
I'm sorry to hear she didn't come back, maybe she'll get homesick and still come back sometime.