I give her whatever she wants and she yells at me all day
We lost our Dawn. She was my best friend. I’m grateful I got to hold her while we said goodbye, I promised her I would be there till the end and I got to keep my promise. I want to tell you about the first time I knew Dawn and I belonged together. Immigrating to a new country is a difficult and expensive process. When we finally got our approval in 2016 we moved Dawn & May here to Canada first, in November, and Niko was due to follow two months later, in January. We could not afford to spend Christmas together, and since I had the girls I couldn’t travel to go visit family. It was my first Christmas all alone. I think when you spend a major holiday alone you have to make a decision- try to make merry all by yourself, or pretend it’s not happening at all. I went with the latter. I ate a regular meal and watched tv. If I could convince myself it was just a regular day I could get through it. But when midnight came and brought us to the 25th, I found myself sobbing, the kind of cry that makes you think you’re going to explode. Dawn got up and climbed onto my chest, one paw on each of my shoulder blades, staring me right in the face. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” I said to her. I couldn’t make myself calm down. I had never had a pet before and didn’t want to scare her. But she didn’t move. She stayed with her eyes locked on mine for as long as it took for me to start breathing normally again. Then she settled on my chest and we fell asleep. That was almost 6 years ago. And she slept on my chest every single night since. Dawn was the kind of cat who ran to the door to greet us when we got home. She befriended everyone- the favourite of every maintenance man. If I called her name, she would come running. And if she called for me, I’d get up and come see her no matter what I was doing. My friends would laugh when I would do this but Dawn and I had a mutual understanding- if I need you, please find me. It’s devastating, and in a weird way it makes complete sense that they would both pass so close to each other. They were adopted together as kittens and had never been apart their entire lives. Where one went, the other would follow. I need you, I need you. Please find me.
We lost our Dawn. She was my best friend. I’m grateful I got to hold her while we said goodbye, I promised her I would be there till the end and I got to keep my promise. I want to tell you about the first time I knew Dawn and I belonged together. Immigrating to a new country is a difficult and expensive process. When we finally got our approval in 2016 we moved Dawn & May here to Canada first, in November, and Niko was due to follow two months later, in January. We could not afford to spend Christmas together, and since I had the girls I couldn’t travel to go visit family. It was my first Christmas all alone. I think when you spend a major holiday alone you have to make a decision- try to make merry all by yourself, or pretend it’s not happening at all. I went with the latter. I ate a regular meal and watched tv. If I could convince myself it was just a regular day I could get through it. But when midnight came and brought us to the 25th, I found myself sobbing, the kind of cry that makes you think you’re going to explode. Dawn got up and climbed onto my chest, one paw on each of my shoulder blades, staring me right in the face. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” I said to her. I couldn’t make myself calm down. I had never had a pet before and didn’t want to scare her. But she didn’t move. She stayed with her eyes locked on mine for as long as it took for me to start breathing normally again. Then she settled on my chest and we fell asleep. That was almost 6 years ago. And she slept on my chest every single night since. Dawn was the kind of cat who ran to the door to greet us when we got home. She befriended everyone- the favourite of every maintenance man. If I called her name, she would come running. And if she called for me, I’d get up and come see her no matter what I was doing. My friends would laugh when I would do this but Dawn and I had a mutual understanding- if I need you, please find me. It’s devastating, and in a weird way it makes complete sense that they would both pass so close to each other. They were adopted together as kittens and had never been apart their entire lives. Where one went, the other would follow. I need you, I need you. Please find me.
We lost our Dawn. She was my best friend. I’m grateful I got to hold her while we said goodbye, I promised her I would be there till the end and I got to keep my promise. I want to tell you about the first time I knew Dawn and I belonged together. Immigrating to a new country is a difficult and expensive process. When we finally got our approval in 2016 we moved Dawn & May here to Canada first, in November, and Niko was due to follow two months later, in January. We could not afford to spend Christmas together, and since I had the girls I couldn’t travel to go visit family. It was my first Christmas all alone. I think when you spend a major holiday alone you have to make a decision- try to make merry all by yourself, or pretend it’s not happening at all. I went with the latter. I ate a regular meal and watched tv. If I could convince myself it was just a regular day I could get through it. But when midnight came and brought us to the 25th, I found myself sobbing, the kind of cry that makes you think you’re going to explode. Dawn got up and climbed onto my chest, one paw on each of my shoulder blades, staring me right in the face. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” I said to her. I couldn’t make myself calm down. I had never had a pet before and didn’t want to scare her. But she didn’t move. She stayed with her eyes locked on mine for as long as it took for me to start breathing normally again. Then she settled on my chest and we fell asleep. That was almost 6 years ago. And she slept on my chest every single night since. Dawn was the kind of cat who ran to the door to greet us when we got home. She befriended everyone- the favourite of every maintenance man. If I called her name, she would come running. And if she called for me, I’d get up and come see her no matter what I was doing. My friends would laugh when I would do this but Dawn and I had a mutual understanding- if I need you, please find me. It’s devastating, and in a weird way it makes complete sense that they would both pass so close to each other. They were adopted together as kittens and had never been apart their entire lives. Where one went, the other would follow. I need you, I need you. Please find me.
It’s called having taste #sylvanianfamilies
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
our Maymay passed away yesterday. She got very sick very quickly and we nursed her night and day hoping we could get her through this, but she was ready to go. We held her in our arms as she left. everyone who met her fell in love with her and the grief hangs so heavy. I’ll never forget the first time I met her. I had flown to New Jersey to stay with Niko a few months after we started dating. We dropped by the house to leave luggage before going out to grab food, and I was sitting at the top of the stairs waiting for Niko to finish up getting ready so we could head out. A small but very round calico cat poked her head out from a bedroom and came out tentatively. I offered my hand and she sniffed it, before eagerly crawling into my lap and purring. I thought to myself, I’m so lucky! How often does a cat cuddle you right after meeting you! Niko came out and stopped short when she saw us, to the point where I thought something was wrong. It turns out Maymay was shy, so shy that even at 6 years old when I met her she had never climbed into the lap of another person besides Niko. About a year later she and Dawn would take their very long car trip from NJ all the way to Toronto to become little Canadian cats. And we made our family here. She lived to be over 13 years old. I had never had a pet growing up. Every year I wrote in my letter to Santa that I wanted to have a little pet of my own, I made slide shows and pamphlets trying to convince my parents that I needed a furry friend. I made it into adulthood without one, and although I really loved animals I was completely unprepared to know how much I could love my May. She was more than just a cat to us. She was fully integrated into every part of our lives. With two mamas who worked from home, she was always with one of us, in our laps while we were doing a task or trotting behind us inspecting what we were looking at, loudly chiming in with her thoughts. The winter solstice will always be your day Maymay. And I’ll always love you.
If you feel inclined, I would love to hear advice. What is something you do to feel like yourself again? I’m the kind of person who usually throws themselves into work when I’m in this mental place. Creating things and seeing my finished pieces, whether that’s videos or paintings, even just the process of it, reminds me of my skill set and the person I know myself to be. But I’m really struggling to do that right now and hobbies have no appeal either. As well I keep having urges to sell all of my clothes, not because I don’t like them but because everything familiar seems like something I want to reject right now. I keep asking myself, do I like this because I really love it? Or do I love it out of habit? I’m not sure. Sometimes I catch myself fantasizing about starting over with a blank slate. As Kiki says, Without even thinking about it I used to be able to fly. Now I’m trying to look inside myself to figure out how I did it. But I just can’t figure it out.
Time for the Halloween bedroom changeover! Comforter is from @thechicks914’s store on @society6, it makes me so happy to pull this out when autumn starts. Big pumpkin pillowcases are from @homesensecanada, and the banner is too! Mini pillows are from @hauswitch and @vinnieboyvintage 🎃
not out of the woods- yet. thank you to @lovelylor for these shots!! 🎃
not out of the woods- yet. thank you to @lovelylor for these shots!! 🎃
what if fall fashion week was Halloween themed 🎃 I’m having fun being able to scan sketchbook pages in and throw colour on them so easily! It’s letting me rethink even my quick simple doodles.
me when someone online calls me mom (yes I did an ASMR video of the dinner speech from hereditary and it’s up now! happy halloween you ghouls)
Mew, David! Originally I had only shared this to my stories but I know many of you got a kick out of it so here’s the full video 🥰 Dawn never fails to entertain me. #schittscreek
our family is smaller today than when I drew this years card, but still wishing lots of love from ours to yours ♥️
So excited to show you all my design for this years new Halloween iron-on patch 🎃 the boogeyman protection badge is available on my site for $8, or you can pick up a bundle pack with all of my Halloween designs as shown here 🥰 I love how they all look together, I designed them to work well on their own but also match each other. I hope you like this years addition 💗
