Fiber Fool

I was originally planning to have a happy, upbeat, perhaps even silly post here today. However, yesterday I arrived home from a great yarn crawl with Lynne to a rather somber voice mail from my mom. When it rains it pours and things happen in threes so I’m waiting to see what number three shall be…

Firstly, my eldest cousin on my mom’s side lost her home on Tuesday night (article can be read here). Somehow, her son started a fire in his bedroom and the entire home when up in smoke. They are both okay. I guess my cousin has a small burn on her thumb or something. But, they have nothing left. She is a single mother who struggles to make ends meet under normal circumstances. I cannot even fathom what they are going through today. It seems blathering about where all I’ve seen the cover of Spin-Off on display is trivial, silly and totally unimportant.

Secondly, my sister’s 9 year old three-legged cat, Gizmo, is not doing well. She had stopped eating (and she’s very demanding when it comes to her food) so Amber took her to her vet (she used to work as a tech for this vet) thinking it was a hairball or that. At first they thought it was a bowel obstruction of some sort, but now they are worried it is a tumor. She is also very anemic and the mass is rather large so there is likely nothing to be done. I haven’t heard more from Amber since last evening, but at that time they were waiting for some more concrete answers and were talking about “if she made it through the night.” Now, 9 isn’t a spring chicken for a cat, but it isn’t that old either. I love Gizmo and if it is her time already I’m going to be broken hearted. Gizmo is one of those cats that is bursting with personality. I know everyone says their cat has personality, but Giz seriously talks to me on the phone. She is a vocal cat and vocal in a way that is actually rather communicative. Whenever I visit the farm when she is also staying there and my sister is away she orders me around just like she orders Amber around, LOL! She is a very demanding and bossy cat, LOL!

Again, the troubles and decisions Amber has to face in the hours/days to come seems so much more important that any of my stupid blathering I had originally planned for today…

I’m sorry I don’t have a happy upbeat post. One filled with beautiful photos of great tasting food or fun projects taking shape. It just isn’t in me today.

EDIT: Giz is gone. The test results last night came back as FIV and this morning just as my sister was about ready for her day she started to stroke so she took her to be put down. They are burying her on the farm where her life started and where she lost her leg.