Archive for February, 2008


I had a wonderful

February 7, 2008

birthday, if a bit tired.  We let the kitties out in to the lounge as soon as we got them in on Thursday night. Then just before we went to bed we let them have the run of the whole house. This was good for them because they could explore at their leisure in the dark at night. They were well settled by the morning but we woke up lots of times to the sounds of running paws, little chirrups and meows and them jumping all over us. This is why I was tired all day on my birthday.

Scotty and I went to the registrars office in the morning and successfully signed to prove our intent for marriage. Instead of staying out we went to a deli and bought lunch and birthday cake and came home to watch more spaced and laze about. We did get out again in the afternoon and went to the pet shop to get a large carrier for our boys. I thought about going out for a drink or something to celebrate but I was happy at home and by this point both cats were sleepy and relaxing on the sofa with us.
You’re probably going to hear and see a lot about Jasper and Otis in the next few months. They are still very much kittens at only 10 months old. Already in to everything and enjoying the freedom compared to the kennel they were in for a few months. They are eating fine and using the litter fine. Jasper manages to paw the wall and the bin instead of scraping the litter. Its quite funny to watch because he sits upright. waving at himself in the stainless steel bin.

I woke up last night at one stage with Otis purring in my face with his head on my arm wedged in-between me and scotty. He made me jump a little but he had such a happy face and happy to say hello at 4am, almost ecstatic that I was awake and could play. I turfed him off gently. I’m hoping they soon learn that the bed is rest area not play area.

Erasmus is in no way forgotten but it does feel a bit like fate sometimes. These little guys needed a home desperately and because they have moved from the foster care, two more cats can be saved and be ready for the next home. Otis and Jasper would not have taken to Erasmus, and as he was 5 he may not have taken to other cats. They do not seem at all phased by the smells of another cat about the house, although we have washed as many of the toys and sheets and blankets that we can. All in all I’m amazed at how well these little fellas are settling down and it eases my feelings making me more sure that we did just the right thing.



February 6, 2008

I’m happy. Don’t fancy saying much right now. Just enjoying a day off. Although I thought some of you may enjoy this video of our new boys Otis and Jasper.


new kitties

February 5, 2008

cant explain it all now. Its just too good and I’ve got kittens to go play with.


too excited

February 5, 2008

because we were looking at new cats online last night. We’re now booked in to see new cats tonight

Its made me a bit of a tizz and ditsy today. Personally I’m missing Erasmus a lot but the best thing for that for me feels like jumping right in and getting another cat, or two. This is so that they wont get lonely whilst we’re at work all day. Some may say its a bit soon but beyond all my allergies and issues to having cats the house is just not right without them. I’d rather be on antihistamines for the rest of my life than go without. I think this is something my family struggle to understand mainly because they don’t have many pets between them. I grew up with very few pets. I’m not sure I ever fully forgave my mother for selling my guinea-pig. I was only 7… and therefore not quite able to understand I had to fully look after them.

Now I know what it takes. I cant get the thought of a furry friend or two being with us soon. It lifts my heart. It may not be the furry friend I knew, but “If you cant be with the one you love, love the one you’re with” as billy joel said. I can do that.

Anyway the better news meter keeps going up. Tomorrow I have the day off and Scotty and I will go to the registrars office and confirm we are both free for marriage. Then I have the rest of the week off to do the things I’ve not got around to recently, like maybe a bit of pampering, going and visiting the twins, clean the cooker… OR we could hunt down some more cats. The list is endless of things I could or should do, like find our honeymoon. Visit Mum and Dad and help mum with my wedding dress. I know I’ve not got time for all of these things. We’ll just have to see, which is all part of the fun.


now lets try and focus on the positive

February 4, 2008

hell I need to.

Green quiver socks : I made a mistake which was half the sock length down when I got it to nearly 4 inches. I ripped out, re-wound the ball and started again. Then made the sock two stitches bigger in the round because it would then fit better. It was a tad on the tight side.  Anyway I managed to complete all that distance again on the socks over the weekend. They are past the point of rip back so I class that as an achievement. They are also slightly changed at the front, I’ll show you the pattern when I take some more photos.

We went shopping yesterday. It was mainly to get me a small birthday present. I came out with two gorgeous knitting books. They are lace style and Knitting Lingerie Style. I love them both. The only issue is whilst Scotty picked up my books to pay for them he left his own book in the shop. DOH. Paid for at waterstones in a waterstones bag, then left in borders.

So to cheer us both up we lounged on the sofas all Sunday afternoon watching the complete first series of spaced back to back. Classic good times.



February 2, 2008

mum has to go through kemo again.

I’m just dreading there being a 3rd item any time soon.


going deep and soul searching

February 1, 2008

its all fine. We’re still both working and we are coping with it all. I keep doing things like giving a dog tied to a lamp post 3 minutes of my undivided attention just so I have something to scritch and stroke. It might seem a bit strange to passers by but really what does that matter, it eases my heart.

I’ve been talking about friends cats as much as possible so I get to be near one by proxy. I’ve got a feeling we ain’t going to last long without a furry friend. Erasmus was always tolerant of visitors of any species, not that we had many. When he did meet other cats it was never him doing the hissing. There is also no way on earth that we are getting rid of all of our cat stuff. There is tons of it but I am sure we will house another cat or maybe two again in the not too distant future. Its just whether we can wait until after we are married so that we don’t have to worry about things like catteries for the duration of our honeymoon.

Seriously though next on the plans is getting the wedding sorted out. WE meaning me and him need a deep long and meaningful about it all. We both need to know what the other is doing, completing a time line and getting myself organized to a point that I wont be worrying about getting stuff done because its not the time and place to be doing it.

One thing I must do is thank everyone for their support. Between here, facebook and flickr we’ve had more heart felt words than one could fit in our hearts. The love is almost palpable via the screen and we do thoroughly appreciate your support. I’m just touched at how many lives a fluff ball can entangle, I do know every single person who met him loved him not for his catness, but for his instant acceptance of them. I think I’ll never know any animal or being quite like him ever again but I am very proud to have been someone special his life.

Thing is, I’ve hardly cried, yes the odd out burst on my own but I’ve held it together for those who think, ah well it was just a cat. I’m a philosophical one most of the time. My mum knows this because when I was 6 my grandfather died and I told her whilst she was grieving that he’s gone to a better place. He’s not in pain any more and its what HE needed. The same goes here, I have that feeling deep inside that his soul has departed. Its not suffering. Nobody knows how or where these things go but we all have a shelf life and all move on eventually. Maybe believing in Karma and re-incarnation helps but still I don’t want to know where or why I just have a heart felt deep understanding that is allowing me to release him and let him go.

The name of this blog has changed a little. I’m no longer the Erasmamum. Understandable as he’s not here no more. Instead I’m a soul in transit just like everyone else is and just like he is. Its partly why I gave myself the nickname jiva many years ago now. I’ll always be a soul in transit and aware of it. The point is to rise above pain and every day grind and accept what comes and appreciate that it may not be what you want but its what must happen. Tough at the best of times although things like this make it stand out.

Anyway, love it or hate it this is how I am. I’ve been knocked for it in the past, its made me stronger. I do understand that many others will not agree, although from what I have seen they have not been as happy or lucky as I am.