Signing and sighing

Been a strange start to the week. Bit of a come down form last week's inspection and yet the work still seems to be piling on. Mixed couple of days as well.

Just back from signing tonight, been there since seven. We all had really good conversations tonight. I like it when it becomes more of a discussion rather than a lesson. Don't get me wrong, I love learning new signs for new vocabulary, but I just prefer it when we are using in in conversation. Really helps me with the word order and the facial expressions. Can't really believe that the first level will soon be over, need to find someone to practice with over the holidays before I hopefully start my level two in September.

That's the signing over and done with. The sighing is to do with my cat, Tosca, sad to say that after taking her to the vets, the future doesn't look too good. Her abdomen is filling up with liquid and this is probably due to organ failure or a tumour. She is, at this moment, very happy, and the vet was happy to let her continue until her quality of life starts to be reduced. I must admit I was totally in agreement with her. So it is now a matter of time before she sadly passes away (that's Tosca not the vet). One of the interesting things that I read was about pet cremation and how your pet's ashes can be given back to you for you to keep. Although I won't be doing this, I was interested to read a piece of writing on the leaflet from Elysian Fields the local pet crematorium. Although I am not going to repeat the whole verse, I am sure you can find it on the website somewhere. It basically says that on this side of heaven there is a place called Rainbow Bridge. Here the pets go and live a happy life full of contentment, until one day they see their owners coming to join them. After a fond reunion, they cross the bridge and go into heaven together. Although I don't actually believe in heaven and such, I thought it was a lovely thought that somewhere our pets, that are often such an important part of our lives, will be waiting for us to join them. I do think that pets are like best friends.

There are always there for us when we are down and sad, even to the point that they understand and sense our feelings.

They trust us completely and comfort us with a friendly purr or and push of the head. They make us smile and laugh and always greet us forgetting what has happened, even if that means the carpet is soggy from a little accident. For some people they even listen to their problems, and never pass judgement or give advice they just listen. So yes, I will miss her when she goes, but I know she has had, and continues to have a good life, and thats what I am going to focus on.

Right, its gone ten now and I need to get a bath and head off to bed. Just so you know, I'll probably let Tosca sleep on my bed tonight, because she loves it there and I never let her...I know...what a great softy I am!....Have fun!