Urggggggg
So I was sitting in my apartment, minding my own business.. actually focused and getting work done.. when the police knock on my door. Long story short, apparently someone accused us (our apartment) of throwing Oscar out of the window because of the way he fell. So now I know officially that he squeezed out of a 2 inch open window in the living room - jumping on the windowsill that night even though he's never done that before. I know that however he fell, he somehow leaped. There's a cord hanging in front of that window. My guess is that he was chasing birds or something and somehow decided to squeeze himself under the window to latch on and attack the cord. It's been over a week and while I'll never "get over it" I was attempting to move in. Now I have a detailed visual of exactly what happened, am thinking about it when I shouldn't be.. and to sum it up - This sucks. Blah.. it's not reaaaallly time to get out of this apartment.
On the bright side - it's good to know that there are specific ASPCA police and that they take animal abuse very seriously. I'm sort of shaking right now.. Maybe time for an outdoor run?
Total Tragedy
So last night, I got a text from my roommate at 11pm saying that she couldn't find Oscar, my 4 month old, adorable, crazy, energetic, kitten. She even took out the broom and swept knowing that he couldn't resist attacking it. I ran home from the NY Tech Meet Up after party and we searched our apartment inside out. He has never in his life hidden from anything. We searched the building. I went over in my memory the moment I left the apartment earlier that day, wondering if he somehow ran out. We checked the building, the roof, and I checked outside the building, fearful I'd see his body. Then finally left a note on the front door of my building with my contact information.
I didn't sleep at all. At 8am, a neighbor called saying that when he came home from work yesterday around 6pm, there were a group of people surrounding an orange tabby that had apparently fallen out of the window and was taken to the animal hospital directly across the street from my apartment. I called the hospital right away and the receptionist told me the vet would call back, which I knew was a very bad sign. I've seen enough ER/ Law & Order episodes to know that if a doctor is calling you back, it's not good. The vet said he had a few broken bones and his face was very damaged. He was in pain so they decided it was best to put him to sleep. He would have had to have had countless surgeries and at the time, they didn't even know who his owner was. I completely support his decision but was devastated that I couldn't say goodbye. They advised me not to see him in his current state. So I am left with the memories of the short time I had him. I truly hope that he didn't suffer too much but I know that he did. I was able to speak with the woman who stayed by his side, found him and got the vet who said Oscar tried to get up from his injuries. This doesn't surprise me at all because he was a crazy, determined fighter. She said he was surrounded by people who cared for him and from what I gather, loving people - when he was put to sleep. The whole situation seems like a bad dream that I can't wake up from.
I'm left with one of my fondest and most recent memory of him nuzzling himself next to me Monday night as I went to bed - cheek to cheek. A gesture he rarely did and especially hadn't done in the few weeks that it's been hot. Thomas came up on my bed as well, laid next to me and Oscar plopped himself next to Thomas so that for a brief moment, the three of us lay cuddled, side by side. May he rest in peace- in kitty heaven where he can eat all the food he wants, have an endless source of amusement, a long, wooden hallway to dart back and forth at and may my childhood cats Pippin, China, Cappy, Piano, Binky and Hilarious lick him with love.
This Happened
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Sunday Night Ponderings
As I sat in my dark, cold apartment on this rainy Sunday evening with my roommate and two cats (post yoga at Crunch!), I briefly considered going back on an internet dating site... and then quickly came back to my senses - realizing that I should probably focus my energy searching job matches instead of love matches. And then I checked my calendar, remembering that all my evenings are jam packed up until next week and that apparently, being unemployed, networking and working on my own ventures is more time consuming than being employed and in a relationship. But I can't complain! Hmmm. I ponder.
In no particular order, a visual guide to what I've been up to when I'm not networking, attending amazingly inspiring and informative AWNY events, sitting in cafés job searching, working with my friend to help her PR business in the social media realm, reading business books, etc. This is for you mom.
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| Under the cherry blossoms in the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, Saturday April 24thAdd caption |
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| More cherry blossoms (I think) in Central Park |
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| Central Park |
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| I have no words. Okay, I do. Thomas and Oscar love each other. |
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| Sunday pancake brunch with the roommate = roommate love. |
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| Oscar, making catnaps sexy since April 2010. |
Oscar's Surprised Kitten Video
I would post about other things besides Oscar like how the New York Times declared professional assignment photography dead, but for obvious reasons this is way more fun.
Oscar Meets Thomas
Quick Kitten Update
The vet visit went okay yesterday. Oscar doesn't have worms but I have to give him some medicine everyday for 9 days. He also needs another cat to show him how to be a cat! So I'm going to foster a 1 year old named Thomas. They already met and seem to get along. I'll take pictures. It should be funny to see such a small cat next to a big one. Hopefully I can afford another cat and they won't take over our apartment but at least this one is fixed. So Oscar is getting better at things. It's pretty funny watching him prepare himself for the litter box. Weird how they know this stuff instinctively. Like a few days ago, he didn't know to cover up his poop, but now he started doing it. And he's figured out how to jump on and off my bed but not easily. He sleeps in my arms except when he wakes up at 5am and wants to play. So yeah, he needs a buddy. Stat!
Kitten Pics
I'll take more glamour shots once I can clean the bugger's nose. But yeah, this one definitely has a personality. Still figuring out if it's a boy or a girl but according to some website, there's an 80% chance it's male since it's an orange tabby. I have a vet appointment either this afternoon or tomorrow morning. I just want to make sure it's healthy and eating the right food. Still hasn't entirely figured out the litter box but I now recognize the pee pee dance. Wow.. a dance only a mother would love. I've been hearing from more and more people that they had kittens as young as mine so I feel comforted knowing they turned out okay. It gets excited when it sees videos of other kittens and is even fascinated by it's own reflection. I feel bad that it obviously misses its brothers and sisters and I wonder if it will get lonely. Can I borrow Lola for a week? I feel like she'd make a good mother.
Kitten's First Videos
Kitten!!!
It's 10:40am on a Sunday and I haven't made coffee, haven't left my room or made breakfast mainly because this little one month old bugger gets separation anxiety.. So the story is, I got a KITTEN yesterday!!! A friend from high school posted these absolutely adorable photos exactly at the moment that I was starting to randomly feel slightly down. It was amazing. Her coworker's boyfriend's cat had kittens and brought this one into her work even though the kitten is obviously way too young. They said they got one of their cats at 1 month old and they haven't had any problems so I figured.. hey, why not. She (or he) will have a loving home! And here she is. Although I think it's probably a male kitten cause the orange ones usually are. I'm leaning towards Oscar (of course) if it's a male and Pippi if it's a female. Thoughts?
Kitteh!
And then I'm going to train him to do this - and he'll be a YouTube sensation.
Merry Christmas!
What you've all been waiting for. Hello Lola. My cutest kitty. Okay, someone get her an agent! And rounding into a close second.. or something like that. Mischief! I think the lobster encounter exhausted him. I know. It's a tough life.
Introducing... Jack the Cat!
with my sister. Via talented artist and photographer Peter Harris.