Here we are again. I’ll never give up. Although sometimes I’ll give in to the mood dips and depression and the overwhelm; I won’t give it up. Not for good.
It’s been a month. A month of holiday, family time and then loss too
We took a weeks jollies to Northumberland. Kielder waters and forest Park, and we loved it. Pure forest beauty which is right up our street. A little log cabin with a hot tub, falconry centre on site, wild life on the door step, swimming pool, spa, restaurants and all the beautiful places to visit that exist just a stones throw away.
7 days of pretty good weather, and a just family fun.
We visited Alnwick Castle and Gardens. The gardens being my favourite bit, but hubs preferred the castle. Delilah did a photography moment and got some pretty banging shots of the florals the garden was boasting. She’s not bad is she?! Almost six and she’s got a pretty good eye for it.
Hexham was another beautiful place we visit. We accidentally visited on a day filming for ITVs “Vera” was happening, but we managed to dodge that for the most part and visited the Abbey. The Abbey was brilliant. Lots of things for the kids to touch with a really relaxed atmosphere which is the kind of place we enjoy since our babes are so uncontrollably hands on.
We met a barn owl and plenty of other birds at the falconry centre show. I like to think I befriended a Robin too. The little fella came to visit and bravely came very close when I kept putting our nibbles for him (assuming it was a boy). Here he/she is.
Hubs booked me in for a lovely Indian head massage. Which was lovely, despite being told my chest was “robust” when the lady was adjusting the treatment bed– yes, thanks lovely. I do have boobs. I know nothing was meant by it, but young people and wording ehy?!
Anyway a good time was had by all, and we’re yet to receive the fine from the council… yet.
Kitty cat India was taken ill 2 weeks before we went on holiday. She had lost weight, and had two masses in her tummy. It was suspected that the masses were Cancerous. But I had to give her a chance to get better so we got steroids, and appetite boosters and I spent the weeks before we went on holiday following my little love round and putting food in her face so I knew she was eating . I built her up, and she was looking much stronger.
We had three lots of lovely family members and friends popping to feed and love and care for them, but unfortunately when I returned India seemed to have lost more weight and her eye sight as well.
She was unsteady, and weak. Her little meow wasn’t even the same any more and barely made a noise. So the day after we arrived home, I had to make the decision to say goodbye to my 13 year old baby. And it hurt. It still does. I got to be with her till the very last breath, and I didn’t want to let go.
That cat (and her sister, who I lost 2 years ago) got me through my darkest days pre family. They pulled me from the very bottomest bottoms of depression and everything else in between. My OG girls. It was, for a long time, me and them against everything; and I’ll be forever grateful for them. I’ll miss them and their naughty antics always.
It’s time to spoil Dinah cat rotten and love her extra hard. My now solo cat, who is sitting extra close and having extra cuddles and fusses.
To Finish (for now)
I’ll leave you with a little photo dump of our trip to the beautiful Northumberland. And leave a little reminder to hold those pets close and love them hard because they’re never around long enough.