When My Time Comes… revisited.

Gadora’s been making a good go of a great opportunity here in Austin — full-time work is hard, y’all — and sadly it has carved a little into some of my creative mojo at home. While I’m grateful to be exercising certain talents by designing the office’s downstairs lounge, and am proud of our big win at Lifeworks’ recent Home Improvement Challenge (story forthcoming), I find I miss writing. And certainly miss sweating in the shop every day.

I still manage the time to remember cantankerous Harley and the sweetest Peepers. 6 months later, I wrestle with knowing I did the right thing for them. Recently I snugged up on a spunky kitten, and then a perfectly healthy and quite OLD cat, and can’t help but feel We. Got. Robbed. They were supposed to live forever. My cousin is having a hard time with her 16-year-old Schnauzer. Bridgette is her only baby. And they’re dealing with aggressive melanoma. They still have time. My Cuz is relishing it, texted tonight to say Bridgette was enjoying the freedom of her new du. While it wouldn’t make her feel better, I admitted “it” doesn’t get easier once they’re gone. I wholeheartedly understand her. The loss of a pet is quite possibly the most difficult thing a (human) childless parent will face. You are NEVER prepared.

One never knows when the need to deal with a loss that big will come creeping up on you. In fact, I ruined a perfectly lovely concert at Austin’s recent ACL when Dawe’s belted out “When My Time Comes.”  The crowd sang. I did too. But I also cried. Harley hated that song. Well, maybe not the song so much as mine and the BFF’s rendition (we’re not about to try out for American Idol anytime soon). He’d follow us around the house and lunge for the jugular, or ankles, whatevs. Dawes was on the docket, and I knew they’d play it for us. I had to hear it. As if I needed a good excuse to cry in public, I relished this one.

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Linus has a thing for cat naps…

An ode to Linus… from her family.

Sleeping Kitty

The Story of the Cat who Liked to Travel

Once upon a time, there was a kitten named Linus Kitten P. who was born in the country of Greece.  The humans who owned her mother did not want this kitten, so as soon as her mother left Linus’ side, Linus was taken outside and left all alone.  A short while later, two kind and wearied travelers saved Linus and took her on a boat trip and an airplane ride across an ocean. She was sent to live in Canada in a real home with children, where Linus was ever so loved and cared for.  She had found her very own family!

This family liked to travel and before she knew it, Linus was whisked off in another airplane and sent to live in the United States. There, Linus had a nice life. The children in the family played with her.  There was always a warm lap to sleep on. Linus and her family lived there for a very happy six years.

The family decided to move again, back to Canada.  In her new home, Linus had more room to roam inside than she ever had before and she could go outside and lie in the grass to watch the birds. During the cold winter, Linus slept the days away in the coziest places in the house.
Life was good.

But, just when Linus got used to her new home in Canada, the family moved again, to another country called England. And this time, Linus would not be able to go with them for a little while.  She was lonely while she stayed in Canada.  Eventually, Linus boarded another airplane and flew across the ocean, where she and her family had a very happy reunion.

Linus is happy to travel with her family but really, a warm quiet place to sleep with lots of love and attention is all she needs. And as she looks out the window, she wonders, which country will she visit next?

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Orange and white kitty: Jasper.

We orange-and-white-kitty-lovers share a special sentiment about our furry friends: there is rarely a more handsome combination of cat colors. Harley, my own orange and white, was a real handsome dude. Gadora loved the way darker, deeper stripes raced down the orange of his neck. I adored how pristine and white his belly and paws were against the rest. I lost count after the first million kisses I planted on his adorably pink nose. And I especially loved the way his eyes would vacillate between a coat-matching orange, lemon yellow and chartreuse… but I digress.

Very recently Gadora received a request for an Animal Print of Jasper, an august orange and white feline who is dearly missed: “I came across your wonderful animal portrait on the YoungHouseLove website. I would love to commission you to paint our beloved Jasper. He passed away last March and we miss him so much. I was hoping to make this a Father’s Day gift for my husband…” Here is his Animal Print…

Jasper. Full Frontal.

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This morning Harley and Peepers‘ Vet reached out to see how I was doing… I was feeling pretty good. Though in my response to her I began to cry. Wow. I miss my kitties. I smiled about them and reminisced to her and simply couldn’t stop crying. It hits me at the strangest times. The people around me are so very patient to allow me to go on. And on. The grief this morning was noticeable an hour later at the office. They are still omnipresent in my life, even though I can’t snug up on them.


Sadly, a co-worker unexpectedly lost her Cat a week after “our” ordeal. I truly know her grief. There are admittedly a few crazy cat people in the office, and we are a proud lil group. She sent a link to meowmania. It’s silly. And simple. And gave me a giggle. Thank you Lady.

Gadora’s Animal Prints on Young House Love…

Late last year Gadora sent a lil Burger love to John and Sherry at Young House Love, in the form of an Animal Print. Today Gadora has teamed up with the dwelling darlings for their very fabulous (and über popular) fab freebie…

The Hamburgler...
The Hamburgler...

I’ll handle the art work and Young House Love will handle the details of the giveaway. And for every Animal Print you order through Young House Love, $5 will be donated to the ASPCA.