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Nanna would have been 100 today. When asked if she was looking forward to her letter from the queen she always said she didn't want one and would be dead in her 97th year anyway, and she was. She always did get what she wanted. ♥ nanna ♥

James was back at the doctors this morning and his blood pressure is down again but still not where they want it to be. But, he's started the ball rolling to get back to work, which is good, except he needs a meeting with the work doctor and OC health and as of now no appointments are available until next month. So, more waiting.

We went to see Birds of Prey yesterday and it was good stuff. Plot-wise not the best but some good visuals and the fight scenes were pretty great. As of a few days ago, Parasite wasn't being shown at Odeon, but suddenly today two shows a day have been added. So, we'll be trying to go there tomorrow, though a 6 pm show is later than we usually go because we're old and boring like that. I do know people have been raving about it, so I hope I enjoy it too even though it's not a genre I usually go for.

I'm missing Tinker so much. Especially so as Milo and Pansy are both friendly but not lap cats. They mostly lurk upstairs during the day, though Milo does sleep on the bed with us, always on my pillow because he loves his comfort. While Pansy will give you all of a few minutes attention before going away. In comparison, Freesia and Tinker stayed downstairs, sat on the back of my chair or on the cat tower, and when I watched tv would both squash on my knee, and that lack of cat contact is hard to get used to. We've had four cats for so long, well over ten years, so to suddenly have two feels all kinds of wrong.

I know I did make the right decision for Tinker. She'd lost weight again, hadn't really eaten more than a lick of meat juice in two days was over 16 with two known health issues and obviously had something else wrong inside. The vet said the next step would be fitting a feeding tube which would mean staying at the vet's for a while then constant check-ups and that was just to get food into her, they still wouldn't have known what this new health issue would be. Plus, Tinker hated taking meds and was so frightened going to the vets that it wouldn't have been fair to her to put her through that, especially putting her through that when there was a possibility it wouldn't help anyway.

And logically, I know that, but I still keep thinking of how I had to prise her off her cat tower that last time and how she still loved to lie next to the radiator and she wasn't like Freesia who was so ready to go. But at the same time, Tinker was so light and going downhill so fast she probably would have reached that point within days and again, I know that but right now it doesn't help and I miss her so damn much.

I've even looked at cat rescues, thinking, what if? What if that new cat is out there wanting a warm house, plenty of food and a lap to lie on. But again, I know it'll have to be a what-if for now as our cat vet bills will be heading over 1k before we manage to pay them off, our savings are wiped out and another pet won't step paw into this house without full insurance. So, for now, I'll do without cat cuddles and keep on missing my beautiful old ladies.

And on a lighter note. I'm off to watch new Picard.

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*hugs you tight* it sounds like she lived on her own terms

Yeah, I’ve heard good things about Birds Of Prey, people seem to enjoy it. Good luck seeing Parasite, let me know what you think.

I know that feeling sadly *hugs* it sounds like you did make the right decision with her even though it was painful. You’ll still be thinking if you’ve made the right choice for awhile, but you did

*hugs you tight* I know when I lost Solo I did the same thing you did, so i can so relate,

*huggles up to you* I hope you enjoy it!

Oh she very much lived on her own terms. I often talked about her on here because she had no filter in terms of what she said, but at the same time, I know she loved me unconditionally.

Birds of Prey was fun, especially visually. I don't know the DC verses that well, but I still very much enjoyed the film.

It's so hard losing them. I keep reading that the best way you can show love is to let them go, and I do logically get that. But it doesn't help right now.

I'm not going to offer platitudes, because I know they don't help. I'll just say that I still second-guess the decision with Tricky and probably always will, so I send love that comes with understanding.

Thank you for that. I just wish you didn't get it.

I can rationalise to myself forever that I did the right thing, but will always keep on thinking, but what if....

Every cat has its own personality. I still miss having Socks tucked against me while I knit—I wouldn't let her on my lap very often, but she snuggled, and Sable and Fluffy don't really like to do that. They leave such a hole, when they go.

When you're ready, I'm sure there will be a cosy lap cat that deserves a good, loving home.

I can remember Socks, strange how the pets of my flist friends get lodged in my head.

They really do leave a hole. Milo and Pansy are more like Sable and Fluffy, independant and allow affection, but always on their own terms. And I love them, but miss my lap cats.

My dad would've been 71 on the 13th. *hugs you for a long time*

I've had to, due to the randomest reasons, keep switching my BoP tickets 3 times. BUT, I'm going to go see it abt 2 hrs from now. OTOH, I thought the promos for it were terribs. OTOH, it's a movie directed by a woman and featuring a lot of women (including WoC), so I'm gonna go support it with my $$$.

Ahhh, I'm v. curious to see what you think abt BEST PICTURE OSCAR WINNER Parasite. As you know, it was my fave movie of 2019 and deffo one I've seen 4 times (twice at the theater, twice at home after I bought it).

Allow me to give you MOAR HUGS. Saying goodbye to our furry frands is always tough. Based on what I know, it sounds like you made the best possible decision abt what Tinker's comfort should be. It doesn't soften or sweeten the ultimate choice you made, but there were a lot of factors why the choice was the one that took into account the reality with what Tinker's life should be like. <3333

Those anniversaries are still hard, no matter how much time has gone by. Hugs to you, too.

I hope you enjoyed BoP. I don't know the DC universe that well so couldn't say if the BoP themselves were done well in comparison to the comics, but I did enjoy every character and like I said, visually I enjoyed pretty much everything on the screen. Plus, enjoyed how jokes were sprinkled into the film in random places.

Due to the weather, we haven't been to see Parasite yet, but have tickets for the 6:30 showing tonight. I'm looking forward to it, and am glad Odeon have put it onto the schedule, even if only twice a day. Until last week the only cinema showing it was independent, which I guess shows what a big award win can do.

I keep reminding myself her life was going downhill and would have only got worse. She would have hated going to the vets so often, and having a feeding tube would have been horrible.

My grandmother would have been 101 this year. It's nine years since she died but I still miss her enormously. *hugs you a lot*

Good to hear James' bloodpressure is going down.

It must feel awful for you to not have a cat to cuddle. *hugs you again*

They are a miss, and both grandma's got to an amazing age. They both would have seen the world change so much.

He's off for another check on Wednesday, so hopefully, it'll be where it should be by then. Though, we're looking after the kids beforehand so may be up due to that *g*

I miss cat cuddles so much :(

*virtual tea and cuddles*

Thank you ♥

A virtual toast to your Nanna. And *hugs* for missing Tinker. May her memory stay close to you. ♥

Nanna would have loved the attention of a virtual toast :)

I get the feeling Tinker's ashes will come home today, I'll feel better when she's back.

Your nanna sounds like a fabulous lady, and maybe just a tiny bit psychic? Awesome. (To hell with the monarchy and all that, punk rock, blah, blah, blah, but I still think the letter-from-the-Queen thing is such a nice tradition! Probably not worth hanging on for longer than you'd like to, though.)

Look, I'm never gonna tell anyone not to get a cat. I don't think it's the wrong thing to do -- pretty much ever. And if the new one ends up not being much of a snuggler either, well. You'll just have to get another. And then another. You see where this is going, right? Crazy cat house!!

<3

Apparently, when she was a kid, some kind of fortune-teller told nanna she'd die when she was 97, and she stuck to that belief always. She outlived my grandad and my dad and said she was ready to go years before she actually did. But was healthy as an ox until her 97th year, then declined within months of her birthday. I suspect by the end there was a bit of relief that finally, it was nearly time to go.

And then another. You see where this is going, right? Crazy cat house!!

I like the way you think!