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2011: The happy tears and the sad tears

Well 2011 was a pretty amazing year.  I survived wedding planning (whew!) and married my best friend, the love of my life, my person. 🙂 Then we went on an amazing trip to Hawaii and started the next chapter of our lives as husband and wife!

Our wedding day was absolutely perfect.  For anyone who attended, you know the ceremony was a little less than uneventful (I may have had to ask for a chair and then drink a soda mid-ceremony to prevent myself from passing out, oops!), but that just made it that much more memorable and special – and totally me.  Our reception was exactly what I wanted, just a big fun party – the photo booth was awesomeee!  Don’t get me wrong, there were things that went wrong along the way, but none of them mattered.  I just had such an amazing time and was SO happy to marry M. that the whole day was perfect to me. 🙂 And our honeymoon was SO wonderful, too – our trip had everything we wanted, romance, excitement, togetherness, adventure, amazing food, gorgeous views, relaxation – it was just wonderful. 🙂

Unfortunately, once we got home from our honeymoon, reality kicked in quickly, and M. and I dealt with one of the most difficult things we’ve ever gone through together.

We’d noticed earlier in the summer that Rotor, our two-year old orange tabby (aka our first son), didn’t seem as playful and active as usual and it seemed as though he was losing some weight.  So when we got home from our honeymoon, we took Rotor to the vet, and after multiple doctors and tests, were informed we only had a few months left with him.  It was devastating.  Here was this awesome little guy, who played fetch and did tricks, he cuddled with us every night, and was waiting at the door for us every day that we came home, he was a part of our family – he was awesome – and we were told we had 1-3 months left with him.  After getting over the initial shock of the news, we were blessed to get another two and a half months with our “Little Lion Man” (a nickname we had affectionately given him).  He fought as long and as hard as he could, but when it was time, it was just time.  It was one of the hardest decisions we’ve ever had to make, but I know we made the right one.  I know it may seem silly to anyone who has never had a pet, but I still miss him like crazy even a month later; he was a member of our family.  But I just think of Rotor up there in heaven now, fat and happy, and I know he’ll be in our hearts and our memories for years and years to come.  And even though our kids won’t get to meet Rotor, we’ll be sure to tell them stories about our awesome cat who opened doors and played fetch and always made us smile. 🙂

Scaredy Cat

The other day I got home from work and to my surprise there was no one there to greet me!  Usually before I even get to our apartment I can hear a little kitty voice calling to me and the minute I unlock the door there’s an adorable little pink nose squishing it’s way through.  And once I pick up said kitty, it’s aaaall purrs.

It’s easily one of the best parts about Rotor and makes me smile no matter what kind of mood I am in after my day at work.  Natty is usually somewhere not very far behind, just a little quieter and a little less abrasive with her excitement to have me home.

Last week, however, I walked down the hall and heard nothing.  I unlocked the door, walked in, set down my purse, and there was nothing.  Now every now and then Rotor will be SO passed out on the bed, he won’t hear me coming home, but that’s usually on days when I come home at a weird time that he’s not expecting.  But this day everything was on schedule, so I was surprised to not only not be greeted at the door, but to not find Rotor or Natty on the bed.  Or on the couch.  Or in the kitchen.  Or in the bathroom.  For those of you who have not seen our condo, that list pretty much covers all possible locations for the kitties.

At this point I started calling out and making the usual little kitty noises to get their attention.  After about a minute of this, Natty finally popped her head out from under the bed, and quickly came over to me and started rubbing all over me.  She seemed fine, but there was still no Rotor.  I got down and started looking under the bed (there’s a LOT of stuff down there, so it’s no easy feat to find a kitty amongst the boxes).  Lo and behold, there was Rotor, shakin’ in his boots.  When he saw it was me, he attempted to come out from under the bed for about 30 seconds (visibly shaking the whole time), before retreating back to his hiding place.

At this point it hit me – our building was scheduled to be powerwashed that day.

I can only imagine the thunderous roar of the powerwash that echoed through our apartment the entire day, not to mention, I’m sure there were strange men climbing up and down our balcony all day long to get to the balconies below us to powerwash them.

To say Rotor was scared was an understatement.  It took HOURS for him to finally come out from under the bed, and even at that point he was still shaken and VERY cautious of walking by the sliding glass door (where the strange men no doubtedly traveled up and down all day).  I felt so bad for the poor little guy because he clearly just didn’t understand why his usually peaceful home had been invaded with loud noises that day.

Fortunately, after a night curled up between M. and me, Rotor was back to his normal self the next day, and in his normal spot, there to greet me at the door when I got home from work. 🙂

The Many Faces of Rotor

 
Rotor, man’s best friend
Rotor, study buddy
Rotor, the pillow
Rotor, foot warmer
Rotor, yoga kitty

Rotor, not a morning kitty