♡ Weeks Ten, Eleven, Twelve & Thirteen Results!!

Wow! How slack am I?!!

I am sure you have all been desperately waiting for me to reveal my results... {crickets, lols}

I have been pretty busy... And had been having a bit of a rough time lately {awws}.

Some trouble with my sister was the main culprit... with her ending up in Intensive Care. All due to a self-inflicted type illness, so my sympathy level is quite low.

As a result not only did I look after the kids for a few nights, I was basically asked (well, more of an order) to clean her house "for Mother's Day', I really wanted to remind her that she actually isn't my Mother, but I bit my tongue as usual and basically I just couldn't be bothered arguing about it. I think my face said it all, but she was all 'I need help' etc... I did as much as I felt comfortable with, but seriously I have had it up to here with her *raises hand to neck height, which is pointless as you can't see*

When I cleaned up I found lots of drug paraphernalia, which I told her I was removing... She agreed. I also found heaps of empty and half-drunk cans of alcohol! Terrible. It was in the bathroom for crying out loud!!!! I also got rid of all that. Cleaned her fridge out... Including yogurt from 2010. 2010! Stuck my gloved hand in a sink of goodness-knows-how-old water. Gloved or not, ewww times a million.

I mean why should I help her when she wont even help herself?!! I have already done so much for her!! The real tragedy are the kids! But what can I do?!!

I thought that when I had to move out and she was being *hell* to live with... Just being a terrible human in general... I thought 'yep, this is her rock bottom... She'll pick herself up for sure!!'

But nope. It wasn't. Hopefully this 'near death' experience is (her words, not mine!)... And she finally learns. But hmm, I don't know. Already heard her talking about drinking etc. I have nothing against drinking, but I truly think she is allergic. She can not handle it. Anyway, enough about her!!

I also had an argument with my Mum. Which was awful. She was drunk (what's with my family?) and she just went off at me. Fully out of nowhere. It really bowled me over and I got very defensive and it really brought me back to when I was living with my sister. I hate being yelled at and I cannot handle it. So... Mmm. Had a rough time.

My Poor Bender ended up at the vet!!!!! I thought he had dislocated his shoulder, but it was actually a cat attack wound!!! My poor boy!!! 2 needles later (and the Sunday consult fee!) and he is on the mend. Still limping a little, but much better. He also had a very high fever!! {sad face}

Poor Dino walso had a trip to the Vet! He had a tummy issue... And he wouldn't get up for walks. I was very worried as it is so unlike him. One needle and a weeks worth of antibiotics (and another Sunday consult fee!), he was literally back to his old self that same night!!

Spent $400 at the Vet over 2 weekends!! I love my babies so it was all worth it... I hate to think they are suffering.

I wish I could make Bender be an indoor cat, but he is free spirit and he has been an outdoor cat all his life! I am hoping I can get him and Smokey into a stay-indoors-at-night routine but we'll see.

Bender and Dino are also overweight. Poor Smokey is probably underweight. Bender even eats the dog food!! Little piggy!!

Speaking of piggies...

On to my weight loss results.

The last time I checked in on here my total loss was 16 kilos... and now?

10th week~ 1.1 kilo
11th week~ 1.5 kilos
12th week~ 2 kilos
13th week 1 kilo

And my complete loss so far is:

21.6 kilos

Pretty good!! So far my weekly average has been 1.6 kgs, so I am pretty impressed.

As you can imagine I am feeling pretty good. It's a nice feeling knowing I have broken to 20 kilos barrier. I am nearly the halfway mark {sigh} but I am still very focused and motivated!!

♡Missy

Crisis Averted

Thank goodness!

I was searching for Bender the minute I got home.. Right up until I went to bed, for what was to be a sleepless night.

My other furbabies were so adorable though.

Firstly, I was out in the back yard, calling for Bender… and Dino was howling along with me. I’d say “Bennnnnderrrrrrrrrrrrr?” and Dino would start “arrr rooow roow rooooooooo”… in the same ‘tune’ I had been calling. I thought I was hurting his sensitive little ears, but then when I did it really softly and he still echoed my call only he did it loudly. It was kind of like he was saying, ‘no, no, not like that, like this…’

To my slight annoyance, Smokey kept responding to my calls… But I swear he was trying to tell me something. He is actually not a massive fan of Bender, but he is sensitive to me being distraught, so I think he was comforting me. And maybe, just maybe he pretends not to like him. They did touch noses the day before Bender went walkabout... Nawww.

A bit later I went for a walk with Dino to search for Bender. I looked like a nut job, walking around calling out for him… but I didn’t care. I was looking in bushes and shrubs and anywhere I thought he might be hiding out. I was also looking for him on the road just in case *sad face*.

It was too busy out- with kids playing in the park and cars driving around... I knew he wouldn’t come even if he did hear me.

I went back inside and every time I heard a noise outside or Smokey’s bell I thought it might have been Bender… But, nope.

Once it got dark, I went out and called him again… Still nothing. The roads were still kind of busy, so I didn't think he respond yet anyway.

At midnight, I ventured out again- to the park, in the lane way (scary) and called and called—worried I was waking sleeping babies, but doing what I had to do.

Unfortunately, a different cat answered my calls. I have met him before, his name is Henry or Harry and I literally call him “Henry-Harry”… and he walked around with me for a bit, but left when I went into the park area.

I was later joined by Smokey, again. And this time I knew he was trying to help, he was sniffing around and walking alongside me, meowing along… Then we heart a very faint meow.

I thought for sure I had found him… 

But then Henry-Harry jumped down from a roof. Next thing I know, he and Smokey were having a tiff… Hissing and growling at each other. Henry-Harry actually chased my Smokey away- down the lane way and around the corner! Then I started thinking… That is probably what has happened to Bender. Maybe Henry-Harry chased him too and he went further from home than he intended and he couldn't find his way back.

Then I was thinking maybe he had gone back to his old house. A good 50 minute drive away… but cats have been known to travel interstate before. So then I was questioning whether he wanted to live with me in the first place… and whether he was happy etc etc.

I finally crawled into bed… and tried to sleep. But bad thoughts just kept coming to my mind. I figured if he was going to come back, he would wait until the wee hours- when it’s quiet out and Henry-Harry is asleep.

I knew I was going to have one of those half asleep nights, y’know when you are on high alert- kinda sleeping with one eye open.

Sure enough, I was woken by a very little meow, which I assumed was Smokey… I patted my bed and gestured for him to get up… Then I noticed it wasn't Smokey at all... It was Bender! I was SO happy- as happy as you can be half-asleep. I noticed he had a wet/sticky patch on his back and he was very sooky. I think he did get in a scuffle with Henry-Harry. I checked the time and it was 3:15am.

When I woke up in the morning, he was still in my bed- so it wasn’t just a dream. He seemed to be okay- health wise, but I’ll give him another once over when I get home.

I feel very lucky to have him back… And I am relieved to know he knows where ‘home’ is.

I am looking into having him neutered today. Poor little guy, he won’t know what’s hit him! I need to buy him a cat carrier box. There is a shop around the corner from my work that sells pink ones… Hmm. It’s under $30 and I'm the one carrying it, so I think that justifies the colour pink. 

♡Missy

Scary Prospect

Bender is missing!

Since he has been with me, I have woken up every morning to him on/in my bed. But not this morning. I was immediately worried. I had a super quick shower and then spent most of my usual getting ready time calling for him.

He always comes when I call…

There was no sign of him.

Smokey was acting weird and meowing a lot as I was calling for Bender. I wish he could tell me where Bender is or what has happened.

Where is he?! What’s happened? Oh God I hope he isn’t injured, or worse. I don’t even want to think about it.

Also, my mum said when she got up this morning the power had been reset (the oven clock was flashing- a sure sign of power reset). Has that got something to do with the disappearance?

I feel a disgusting pit in my stomach, like something bad has happened.

I’ve notified the local Vet. He is wearing a collar with the home phone number… but collars can be lost and he is not micro chipped. He is a Tom, so he could have gone looking for a ladyfriend… but maybe he couldn’t find his way home. I need to get him neutered… If I can find him. I put it off because I didn't want it to change his personality. 

Please please send your most hopeful thoughts our way… 

I'm scared.

♡Missy

Got my baby back!

Just quietly, let’s pretend it hasn’t been nearly 2 months since I last blogged. Okay? Deal.

I have been preoccupied and I am sure you will understand… especially if you read this post and offered support.

I got him! I got him back!!!

My patience and gentle persistence paid off.

Just before I left for NYC (side note; wow), my sister posted a picture on Facey of the head of a rat and said she had enough and that I could take the cat. I was cautious… Oh so cautious- and I know, actually everyone knew, she was holding him over me ever since I moved out. I said I would take him in a heartbeat if I thought she was serious… She continued to dangle him in front of me, but I couldn’t seem too eager. I had to play it cool. 

The next time I visited them, she asked if I was taking him with me… *eek*… my heart was bursting with excitement.

But…

I couldn’t take him.

Not yet. I was about to go to New York and couldn’t leave him to adjust without me… and I also couldn’t put that on my Mum.

I thought I had ruined my chance of having him back…It felt as though there was a slim window and I had to jump when I had to chance… But it was just my luck that my sister asked me to feed and walk the dog every day while they all went to QLD for a holiday. No problem, I thought… Now’s my chance!

As I dropped them off at the airport, I mentioned nonchalantly that I would probably take Bender while they were away… You know? At some stage. Well, I got him that very next day!!!!!

There has been some adjusting. He knows he is safe with me, but he wasn’t so sure about my mum. Haha. Smokey wasn’t impressed at all. He threw a hissy fit to be precise… and even didn’t come home on the first night. Eek. He’s okay now and we’re all nice and settled. It’s been nearly 3 weeks now and I am sometimes still in shock that I got him back. I am so so SO happy I have my little family back together. 

My sister and co ended up being away for nearly 3 weeks (they got back last night)… and I spoke to her a few nights ago (talking about the puppy) and I mentioned that Bender was settling in and was right next to me on the couch… She seemed shocked. Oops, but too bad. Don’t tell me to take him then be shocked when I do?! Haha. Weird. 

And anyway, I have already gotten him a new collar and tag with my home number on it. He’s mine!!!

P.S- Off to the city tonight for dinner for a besties birthday…  it’s a night for dumplings! Yay. The booking isn’t till about 7 so I have no choice but to go to Daiso and have a little wander around the city.

Oh and also, I hope you all had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

♡Missy