I have a twin Kitten Carpathia site on Myspace.
http://www.myspace.com/kittencarpathia
Since Myspace is so popular and I have a regular blog there, I've chosen to post things there as well. The two sites are not identical twins. I don't always double post. And the Myspace site is done under a different identity. I'm not so inclined to want people to know who I am there. So I am posing as my first hero: a character from a Disney movie.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
I'm Bipostal
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Hello,This is Kevin. Thank you for your response Susan. Yes, I'm about to cross the threshold into the cat owner. But First, I must overcome something. The worry I feel when leaving the animal whatever it is alone when I leave for the day.I sometimes care for Abby (a tabby)when a friends goes away for a while.Also a Pug dog named Lola for a couple who are friends of mine when they go away. I get very anxious when I leave for work imagineing the worst. For example in Abbys case I obsess all day in the vision that I left the toliet seat up. Abby has fallen in and drowned.After work I'll rush home. Even though friends have invited me to happy hour and 2for1 drinks. I kindly decline. I make it home burst through the door. Check the bathroon. The lid is down on the toliet.I'll search for Abby crawling on all fours. I find her and she's fine.I remember laying on the floor feeling the relief flowing from my body. Each time I put myself through it she's always fine. It happens with Lola too. Sometimes even when I'm home with the amimal I get wacked. One time with Lola, I just walked around my apartment(Lola stays at my place when her folks go way)she follows me everywhere.I feel guilty. I'm just going to the kitchen to make myself a cocktail. She needs some kind of attention.I went out and got ther a chewy stick to keep her occupied. As she gleefull chewed she coughed a few times. "Oh my god she's chocking" I thought.I grabed her and performed the hymlick menuvier,as I gently rubbed her neck. Meanwhile my heart is pulpetating so hard I think it will bust through my skin. Lola jumpes from my arms runs to her favorite pillow and stsrts to hump it. Oblivious to what just happened.I call my friends up on their emergency contact number. Tell them the story.They laugh. Tell me she's a Pug. She makes snort coughing sounding noises all the time. She's fine. And I'm a Mess. I make my self a stiff drink.Fall on the sofa and watch a "Project Runway" marathon to calm myself.Lola was'nt chocking, she was happily chewing her flavored eatible stick.I'm a "Big Dummy" as Fred Sandford would say. Animals have always loved me. We have a special connection. When a was a small boy.In the summer of '65 when I turned four. My family moved to Ireland,for about a year. I remember so much.My mothers family lived on a farm. With all sorts of different amimals.From the crack of dawn till the crack of evening thats where I was. One time my Mom and Grandparents could not find me. When they found me I was in a field with a cow who was giving birth to a calf.They froze in fear at first, because cows don't normally allow humans near them while they give birth.As they got closer they saw I was safe. She was allowing me to sit next to her,very,very closely. It's a trust and understanding. So, thats why I'm trying to work on this anxioty.With humans I'm great.I'm levelheaded,Passionate,insightful. But with animals I worry about them somehow.So, I'm going to start with a kitten.I'm getting better I'm going to be fine. Who knows maybe one day I'll be a foster parent to dozens a kittens,and have lots of cats. They'll be hanging from the rafters. Reliveing themselves behind the painting of my self portrait.As it leans against the wall. I look and I just laugh,and say is'nt that wonderful,and I don't care. I can't wait for that day. I have to start with one kitty. Anyway I must dash now. Ive signed up for Oprah's World Wide Web class of the book "A New Earth" About listining to your inner voice reaching that higher consiousness we all have to be a better you. I want to find that voice. But right now it's saying I'm thirsty. So Thanks again for your words. I'll talk at ya later. Fondly, Kevin
Well I think you're just being a good "Dad" but maybe a lot of your anxiety comes from the fact that these pets are not yours. Heavens; when somebody else's child is over playing with my son I see our house as a war zone filled with land mines. Funny how it's fine for my child. I think when you have your own, your great concern will grow to a spiritual insight, a sort of telepathy with your pet that will let you feel confident in listening to that inner voice that will say that all is well. I think you feel the need for that when you pet sit because you are so intuitive but since they are not yours you can't quite achieve that spiritual communion and without it, you feel anxiety. I think it is just a wonderful thing that you will get a kitten, they are well suited for you, VERY psychic! The Oprah book sounds like a great addition to your journey and both adventures will help each other. I think the way you are is great and if the Mama cow approved of sharing such an intimate moment with you, you got something good in your heart!
I'm about to post my adventures! I got my first litter of the season! I'm quite terrified! One of them is under two weeks old but has a very strong spirit. He is very cool, not a handsome boy, but very special. The other four are just adorable and all have bonded with me very quickly. Well I ought to post these things!
Thanks for sharing your thoughts. I can't wait to see how your adventure unfolds!
It's good to know you.
oxoxox
Susan
Hi it's Kevin,Just wanted to answer your response to my post.You were talking about the anxiety I was feeling while pet sitting may have been caused by the fact they belonged to friends.Not myself.It hit me like a ray of light. I said "That's it!!" I never thought of that. It never crossed my mind. A comfort and understanding came over me. I feel much better.I understand now if the pets were mine I'd be fine. When the pets are my friends.I know how much they love them.I't a big responsibility to keep safe the object of that much love. It can be overwhelming. I think I'm o.k. Thank you Susan.There was somethingelse you spoke of. You wrote of a kitten you held in your hand. He had a seizure. You did not live close to a vet. It struck a memory in me. A very tragic sad event. I wont speak of it now. I has to do with kittens. I think I shared that event with only two people ever.What you said helped me see that event in a new light.Maybe I'll post it one day.It is the number 1 reason I've kept distance from cats. But if I finnaly say it to all thoses faces out in cyberland. It may free somesouls and make these memories quit.There is always a silver lineing.It's up to you if you want to here it.Anyway,this is about thanking you,Susan. For taking the time to write some kind words to a stranger. The words really helped and made me feel better. So I have an idea.I'm a mailman in Manhattan. NYC. I see many people through out my day.One of the buildings I deliver to is a 32 story residential.I'm in the lobby for a few hours a day. There are many senior citizens.Most are alone lost a spouse or never married,no kids. several come to the mail room 3 or 4 times a day.They tell me fasinating stories of their live.The people they've met,places they've been,some of the careers. Unbelieveable they're great.Some great characters.I'm the bright spot in their day. I'm in their home after al.l I love to talk with them too. There are many young people ,as well, living there too.People who work from their homes.I'll talk to them about what your doing.About Foster Parenting kittens. I'll give out your blog address.If one does not have a PC I'll bring my laptop and log on for them. I'll tell friends.I'll take the class with them. I'll help them.I'm going to spread the word. I'l go to Central Park. If I have too. I'll try. It could'nt hurt. I'll give it my best.Your doing a wonderful thing.You have a beautiful spirit. A very generous heart. I want to do something. I'd also like to quote a great song called "Time Will Do The Talking" one line says: "can you hear the voice inside you it calls you back to where you belong. can you see the the one beside you who's been standing there all along" I wish for you that there will alwayd be someone beside you to take care of you when you need it. I wish you the best of luck. P.S It's nice knowing you too. oxox Kevin.
Hi, Susan: I'm Laura. I saw you on Florence Henderson's show and screamed for the kids to come because we foster kittens, too! We don't know too many people like us. We've had about 9 litters now, some with moms, most without. We have been through it all. We have lost several kittens, including an entire litter, to illness. I have dispensed tons of medicine and doctored many eyes. I have visited the emergency vet more times that I care to remember. I have cried over each lost kitten and every time they go back to the shelter for adoption. I have celebrated when they get their permament homes. I do get annoyed at the many people who say they could never do what I do because they couldn't give them up. Yes, it hurts, but I can't possibly keep them all. I'm saving lives and getting to have babies in my house without becoming a crazy cat lady!
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