This isn't really a rant, I just feel sad/bummed and wanted to write it out without burdening anyone in particular.
My cat Tiki was euthanized just a tiny bit over a year ago (she is pictured still in my avatar), and MrsSOV and I finally started looking at adoptable cats and kittens on line this week and then went to a shelter today to look at some of them. Tiki was with us from a year after we got married (19 years ago) and she was a big part of our lives, so of course it was hard to lose her as I am sure most of you can empathize with.
Anyway, looking at cats was pretty fun, and as much as we are known for our IGs, I am probably more of a cat person than a dog person. I like cats in general. I like my dogs, but not as much universally. So anyway, getting a cat is definitely a no-brainer thing it would seem. Oh yeah, we are also having a mouse problem for the first time now..... I don't think it is a coincidence on the timing on that. To be honest, I even considered just getting a feral/barn cat from the shelther and letting her live outside in our garage in the winter or whatever, but figured 1) I would never really want to leave the cat out there even if feral, and 2) Really don't think a cat will survive here as we have at least 2 foxes that live near our property, not to mention the constant hawks around. That was not a big consideration to be honest, just came to my mind.
Back to my tl;dr unloading... so we went to the shelter today. It was a pretty well maintained facility, new, clean, lots of workers, although the cats didn't have a very "open" environment, it is better than many, although not the best (I really like the cat shelter in Long Beach CA by the way. Cats kind of have the run of the cat section, and it is easy to interact with them). So there were a lot of adult cats there, and of course both of us, being compassionate people (outside of WW), felt the normal sorrow to see so many adult cats, and even a lot of adolescent cats. There were only a couple of kittens, and they seemed relatively subdued for kittens IMO. Could have just been sleepy, or the crappy weather (OMG, will we ever see the sun again in the Northeast. It has been a week without a single sighting of a sun-ray). The thing is, at the time, neither MrsSOV could quite pinpoint why but we both felt kind of down. None of the cats felt right for us, and the kittens didn't seem too vibrant, and we both kind of felt, well, maybe some internal pressure or perhaps guilt to save at least one of these cats. I mean, there were a lot of great cats there I am sure, but every other time we have picked out a pet, we both had a strong affinity to one particular one, and today it wasn't like that. There can be lots of reasons why.... maybe I can get there next.
The thing is, what was supposed to be a fun activity of picking out a cat turned into something not so fun. In fact, in the end what it mostly did was leave both of us feeling really drained, and empty, and missing Tiki more than ever. We mostly wanted to find a cat that wouldn't be too much like her, not wanting to have to compare them, because of course our feelings for any cat couldn't match a cat we spent the better part of 2 decades with. So it turned out to be a pretty big bummer for both of us. Had to go get some fro-yo to cheer ourselves up.
Still, even the fro-yo doesn't quite erase the sadness. I wonder if maybe I/we aren't ready to get another cat? It seemed like we were. Maybe we have unrealistic expectations about what to expect after having such a strong relationshop previously? Maybe this facility just wasn't very conducive for us to bond with an animal? Maybe the weather is just sucking all of our souls and we need some sun? Maybe this place just didn't have the right cat for us and we should keep looking? Maybe it is a sign from the aliens who are about to invade us (yeah, I gotta stop watching TV shows). So there you have a bunch of maybes from me. Probably a few I even missed, no?
Where does that leave me? I don't really know. Not so sure I want to subject myself to that again. Not so sure MrsSOV does either. It is pretty sad if we are no longer going adopt a cat. Or not. Maybe it is ok. I wonder why I suddenly started looking again. The 1 year anniversary of Tiki's passing just occurred but I don't think that compelled me. Maybe the mice. On a side note, some of the mice were living in our air conditioner compressor outside and when my older IG was outside she was obsessed with the mice hanging around the compressor. I never knew my dog was a mouser. He he.. She is better at catching birds and squirrels than mice though (and she is a pacifist... she lets go of the creatures she catches, she likes the hunt not the kill).
I even wonder what I hope to resolve by typing all this. Could be the longest rant in the history of SDN ranting, although it really isn't a rant. MrsSOV and I have both talked about it since we came back, and we have very, very similar feelings about what happened (which happens surprisingly frequently with us, or maybe not that surprisingly). So its not like I haven't had a chance to talk about it. Still I just felt the need to once again put my thoughts in order.
Come to think of it, perhaps in the end maybe I am just still grieving for Tiki. Of course I still miss her, and I like to recall all the fond memories (and some not so fond at that time, but amusing now). I was still grieving for my first IG when we got the 2nd one (who is the mouser I just mentioned btw), so why does this feel so different. I am not sure. Maybe there is no rational analysis to be done, but to just acknowledge the feeling. If a year isn't long enough, then a year isn't long enough. It doesn't make any sense, then it doesn't have to make any sense. At least my older IG will have mice to keep her occupied this summer, and the owls and the bats and the hawks will have plenty of food.
Well, my apoligies to anyone who has actually tried to read this entire post. Not sure that it needs to be posted, but I will. BTW, my youngest IG has just come over and plopped on the keyboard. I think he wants me to go to sleep. So I will. Love your little ones tonight, and every night. All the best. SOV.