There Goes The Dream

If there was still some little bitty part of me that was still holding on to the dream, and although I hate to admit it I am pretty sure there was. That part is gone. The dream is DEAD. It’s very sad to give up, but there are no doubts that it had to be done. 

See that little part of me that was still holding on was doing so because of kids. I have dreamed of the day I would have kids. I would tell him, and he would be there all the time making sure I was cared for. After the kids came we would share the work, and take them places on the weekends. 

This may sound unrealistic especially with the way he has been acting. However, he has always been good around kids. My siblings and cousins love him. (They are all younger than me.) He plays with them, takes them places, and has even fed and bathed the baby. 

But just like everything else that was then and this is now. This past weekend we got a cat. A friend of mine needed to give it away so I said I would take it. Well, I fell in love with her right away. Prince Charming (P.C.) really liked her too. He liked that she would lay by him in the bed, and sit by him on the couch. Then the other day we woke up to find out she had wet our bed. I was confused. She had been using the litter box every other time, but I just figured she was probably freaked out about the move. I wasn’t angry. I figured this was just the kinds of things that happen when you have a pet. You have to take the good with the bad. 

I took all the linens off the bed to wash them. While I am doing this P.C. is yelling, if she does this again she’s out of here. I ignore him because the cat is NOT going anywhere. He keeps yelling, if she does this again I will sling her across the room. What!?! That is how you solve problems? I say, calm down this are the kinds of things that happen when you have pets. You take care of them and love them, and you wouldn’t trade them for anything. Bad stuff is going to happen, but the idea is that it’s worth it to have them.