Anyone who has known me for a while might have a hard time believing this, but I really miss my cat. Yes, I'm allergic, and yes, sometimes she drove me absolutely bonkers, but it was really hard saying goodbye to her yesterday. The people we left her with (John & Lisa - hearts of gold!) were really awesome and I know they will take care of her, but I miss her even more than I expected. I figured that with everything going on, I might barely notice she was gone - especially since she often ignores me in favor of Jeff. But when we got home, the first thing I did was look for her little face in the window, and when we opened the door I expected to see her retreating figure (yes, she waits for us, then runs away when we open the door. She's a weirdo). Same thing when we came home from grocery shopping later...I'm wondering how long it will last.
Of course I am REALLY glad we found a good home for her, and it will nice not to change the litter box (well, that's Jeff's job anyway), get woken up at 3 a.m. because she's hungry, find little 'surprises' around the house, or feel like my head is going to explode because there is just NO getting rid of her fur. And obviously it would have been a pain and a half to move her cross-country with us. But still...there's a little kitty-shaped hole in my heart. :( I'm hoping that this won't last long, and once all the craziness of moving, new job, and baby kick in, it will take the edge off, but I'm in a little bit of a funk tonight.
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