✨ Here’s warm-up 76 of 100! ✨ This one is for Swimmingintheinkwell.
Please note: sometimes, I may add very simple backgrounds to these warm-ups. This is completely on a whim, not guaranteed, and not likely. Please do not expect anything beyond what is agreed to in the original commission. If it happens, it happens. 😊
I’m continuing to try to give Tomoyo as much daily attention as possible. I’ve bought her a cat tree and a giant cardboard scratcher, and several new toys. I’ve also been steaming her in the bathroom when I take my morning shower, and giving her her asthma inhaler daily.
Incredibly, she’s finally grown used to it. When I first did this, it took me and Christopher, I got kicked on the face inside my lip and bled, and she had a terrible time, hiding for hours afterwards. Now, she complains, but has actually PURRED throughout and no longer hides from me after it is done. I think she’s learned that it brings her relief and is over with fast.
There have been many times when we regretted adopting Tomoyo. She is wild, feral, will not really cuddle (though in her own wild way, she is very affectionate), her high fever bout as a kitten (a near-death experience) seems to have melted her brain, she’s destructive, she’s a bully, and she has health issues, asthma being the most serious.
But she’s ours. Rehoming her is not an option; who else would be okay dealing with this? I think this is why she became ours. We do complain, and bitch and moan about her, but we love her, and I in particular love her very deeply, probably in a large part because of the sleepless night I spent on the couch with her laying limply on my chest, when she almost died. It’s so hard now to imagine this hyper-high-strung, neurotic cat being limp or calm at all, and really does make me realize just how close to death she came at the time…
And really, not to pat myself on the back too hard, but I think she would not have survived that night without my constant care, keeping her hydrated, bringing her temp up when needed and down when needed, trying to get watered food down her throat with a syringe. It was quite bad and scary a week, but definitely a terrible night.
As I give her more attention and allow her to be upstairs with me, she seems to be behaving very well. Here she is playing at my desk:
She enjoys lounging near me or just staring out the window:
I will miss her and worry about her while I am gone. I can’t wait to pamper the heck out of her when we return.
Good morning everyone! Packing to spend an entire WEEK away from home is not easy… especially because I want to bring eight outfits (and I mean “Little” outfits, so, a lot of bulky overalls, accessories, etc including THREE pairs of shoes and three face masks to be able to match properly), eight nightshirts (I really don’t want to deal with laundry), basic toiletries (including necessities in case I should get my period), Franklin and Beanie (I will carry Beanie most of the trip), a blanket and neck pillow (there is not just the flights but so… so much driving… hours and hours… I want to be comfortable), my Nintendo Switch, my iPad, a book to read, and some snacks.
I think that’s it…It took effort and very careful sorting of everything into little packing bags, but everything fit quite comfortably. Considering how I normally pack for even a weekend trip, the fact that I went all out just to see how close I could get to actually bringing everything I wanted, and the fact that I am bringing TWO bears (since Franklin absolutely HAS to come to Vermont Teddy Bear factory) I really did kind of, well, amazing. This is all I’m bringing:
Franklin is snug inside, waiting for his special day:
Franklin has a lot of bittersweet memories attached to him. But ultimately I cling to all the good ones. Franklin was a very special birthday present special-ordered for me on July 16, 2011. That means on Franklin’s next birthday he will be ten years old. That’s kinda nuts.
I always wanted to bring Franklin back to his birthplace, Vermont Teddy Bear Factory, where he was made. I wonder if anyone will remember him. Franklin was well known by VTB staff at one point, and once, when his head came off (yes, really!) he even went to the hospital, and they sent me a photo of him in a gourney attached to a honey IV drip:
Realistically though… I doubt anyone at VTB will remember Franklin. Laura is no longer there, and in general, things do not seem to be the same at that factory and I believe they haven’t been since their “Crazy For You” bear gaffe that caused people at the company to even resign. But I still am excited to check this off my bucket list.
Speaking of excitement, I’m starting to allow that to happen. Our vacations have been repeatedly canceled due to COVID, so, it’s hard to get excited anymore, but slowly it’s happening in spite of myself. 😅
I’m insanely busy every day, working on commissions, doing last-minute adjustments to my packing, making sure the animals are ready… it goes on and on. Yesterday I went quickly on an outing to get snacks, the tiniest umbrella I could find, and a luggage tag. I ended up snagging a few other goodies I ran into:
This one was especially neat, for sure:
Also, those bandanas are incredible. I gave one to Bizcocho and the other one to Franklin. 😊
Ok, I have to do some chores, get something to eat, get art done. Off I go!
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