MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!

[badly_knitted]

 




Wishing a Very Merry Christmas to all of you who celebrate it, and Happy Holidays to everybody else!

May the peace and joy of the season be with you all, not just now but throughout the year ahead *hugs you all in a giant group hug*

And to keep my own Christmas tradition, here are all my boys, including a new Jack (right hand side at the far end) enjoying their Christmas dinner. Hope all of you are enjoying (or have enjoyed) a feast of your own, whether with friends, family, loved ones, pets, or all of the above!






Be happy!

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[badly_knitted]

Mum used to do that with me, she knew all the things I liked even if she didn't share all my interests so I always got some awesome stuff.

Twelve years, that's a great age! I know cats can live a long time though, a neighbour's Siamese lived into her 20s.

Keeping my fingers crossed that GYWO will provide the impetus you need =)

[but_can_i_be_trusted]

It's really cool; she even found a necklace that I've been wanting for ages, and she had no idea that I'd been wanting it. :D And a shirt that she insists I wear tomorrow, despite it being short-sleeved, lol!

Just found out about Carrie Fisher, though, so I've gone from happy DW fangirl to devastated Star Wars fangirl.

He'll be thirteen in April. :) The cat I grew up with lived to be fifteen, and she was semi-feral, and spent a lot of her time outside, winning every cat fight on the block. Blaze has never been outside, and we think he might live even longer than she did. He certainly isn't slowing down at all.

I sure hope so. This year's been so unproductive for me that it might give me the adrenaline rush I need.

[badly_knitted]

Oh, that sounds so cool!

Yeah, I thought she was getting better and then wham, we're all hit by the devastating news. I saw your tribute *hugs* I saw the original trilogy in the cinema when they first came out and was just awed. I went with my then best friend and we loved every minute. The first trilogy are still the heart of Star Wars to me, and Carrie's Princess Leia was a big part of that. she was tough and feisty and didn't take any nonsense from anyone. What an inspiration she was to us girls. We owe her a great debt of gratitude.

Living indoors certainly won't have hurt. My Joe was feral and the king of cats in our area. Many fights, many wins, and I think I knew him for 10 years and he was already a battle-scarred Tom when I first met him. I loved that cat.

Good luck with the writing!

[but_can_i_be_trusted]

That really came as a shock. I was upset by Bowie, Glenn Frey, George Martin...but I honestly think this is the death I'm the most upset by. I got heavy into Star Wars in high school; I had all the Extended Universe novels (I kept my favorite one, and I'm disappointed that they're no longer canon), and I every so often wonder why the hell I don't have the trilogy yet on DVD. Every time I saw a mention of her hospitalization, I would vaguely hope she wouldn't be next, but it sounded like she was improving, so I genuinely didn't think it would happen. It just about knocked the wind out of me when I found out she was gone.

Rainbow was a tough old girl. Super-petite, but feisty as all get-out. She was a barn kitten when we got her, and she never was fully domesticated. She didn't need us for anything, but she always came home. We think she's haunting the house we grew up in.

[badly_knitted]

Animal spirits very often do linger. Mum had a photo that actually showed the spirit of a dog with her family long after he'd passed away.

I think this is the entertainment death that's hit me the hardest too, although my family losses obviously hit harder. Star Wars was such a huge part of my teens, and onwards, that it's hard to wrap my head around. I just really thought she was going to pull through =(

[but_can_i_be_trusted]

There were times after my dog, Sparkles died (and, prior to that, when her puppy, Princess--Princess Leia, to use her full name [Mom's idea, lol]--died), when I would sometimes hear claws clacking on the kitchen floor. And, living over here, Mom swears up and down that she sometimes sees a cat crossing the kitchen.

This has just been a crap year, all around. Mom has had a great year, and she feels guilty for it, considering everyone else she talks to has had such a sucky one.

[badly_knitted]

Tell her not to feel bad about that because it's reassuring to know that not everyone has had a horrible year. It gives hope that having a good year is possible. If everyone had a rotten year, it would be tempting to hide under the bed and stay there.

It wouldn't surprise me at all =)