April 26, 2006

Bitch and Moan

I'm a little bitter this morning. A tad salty.

Pixel, the all-time best cat to ever walk the earth (or through walls), has been hanging out at the vet's pad since he went in for a routine check-up on Saturday. There's something wrong with him. Conventional wisdom says cancer. Regardless, I'm pretty sure I hate being in a house without a cat.

Now, I've always been convinced that whatever force controls the universe is a punk-ass bitch with piss-poor senses of humor and timing. I mean, hello, we just lost Callie a month ago. I wasn't prepared to do this shit again for a while. A long while.

Yesterday, everything came together in a perfect storm. My office phone was ringing. People were knocking on my door. Reports were due to my boss. Meetings had to be attended. And I was on the cell phone with the vet telling them, sure, by all means, please operate on my cat. The day didn't improve. I visited Pixel, coming around from his anesthesia-induced haze. Playing with Mia afterwards was the highlight of my day, as always. It didn't help, however, that she was up at 3:00 this morning, screaming as though her eyes were being plucked out by a rabid chicken. But I'm here, tired and just a bit bitter.

Donít get me wrong. Iím not looking for a Cactus pity party. I just want to put in a request to the universe, as if it had a little suggestion box on the wall - pick on someone your own size. Oh, and while youíre at it, explain the scientology thing to me, please.

Posted by Chris at April 26, 2006 07:32 AM

I'm so sorry to hear about Pixel.

Warm thoughts are with your family.

Posted by: Kellie at April 26, 2006 07:40 AM

Honey... I'm so sorry to hear about Pixel, I'm sending healthy healing thoughts to him and virtual hugs to you and Beth. Life just sucks sometimes, I would love a suggestion box- I have a few choice words myself.

Posted by: Nic at April 26, 2006 07:41 AM

On Scientology? All I'm getting is a big ol' WTF??!!!!

On Pixel, the universe is recieving big ol' bitch slap from me too.

On 'screaming as though her eyes were being plucked out by rabid chicken'? I am afraid now, very afraid. Are you trying to scare the shit out of me?

On my foul language in this comment? I am now going go wash my mouth out with soap.

Hang in their sweetie.

Posted by: Amber at April 26, 2006 07:45 AM

I read about Pixel over at Beth's yesterday. So, so sad.

Hopefully, today will be better. Maybe you'll get hit with some good news. :o)

Posted by: Emily at April 26, 2006 07:49 AM

So did they send stuff off to a lab somewhere and you're waiting for results? 'Cause you know, that IS what I do for a living.

How long before you know what's going on?

Oh, and that screaming in the night thing? It does stop at some point. My kids were the worlds worst sleepers (really, they put Mia to shame) and now they (mostly) sleep all night.

Posted by: Alissa at April 26, 2006 07:55 AM

oh chris i am so very sorry about the kitty. i will cross all manner of body parts in hope she comes out alright and lives a long life! lord knows mia would miss tormenting her =)

and instead of us explaining the raging stupidity that is scientology, why not let the good people at south park explain it all...

Posted by: averil at April 26, 2006 07:55 AM

FWIW, I just met the universe in an isolated alley, kicked it in the crotch, and said, "Now stop fucking with Pixel, you jackass!" I hope it helps. It's really hard to find the crotch of the universe. For future reference, it looks like Paris Hilton.

Posted by: Nicole at April 26, 2006 08:02 AM

*hug* My heart is hurting today thinking about you guys. I had no idea it was so bad until Beth posted about it. I hate that this is happening to you guys... of all people. I wish I knew what to say to make it better...

Posted by: Corinne at April 26, 2006 08:06 AM

I hope the cat gets better and really soon. As for the universe, you let me and I will punch the crap out of it for putting you through this.

(Putting the boxing gloves on)


Posted by: Katherine at April 26, 2006 08:11 AM

So sorry to hear about Pixel, and about the eyes being plucked out by the rabid chicken.

Thinking good thoughts for you today.

Posted by: jen at April 26, 2006 08:12 AM

It's days like this, that I wish I had a magic wand.

If I did, I would wave it, and make it all better.

But since I don't, I promise to keep you all in my thoughts today, and send good mojo into the universe.

Posted by: Jenny at April 26, 2006 08:14 AM

I am sending only good karma and good thoughts for Pixel. I hope the news will be on the good side.

Thoughts and prayers with you and the family.

Posted by: Wicked H at April 26, 2006 08:20 AM

I'm sorry to hear about Pixel.

Posted by: betty at April 26, 2006 08:25 AM

Not pity, but just know that I am right there with you calling the universe nasty names and kicking it in the knees, because, dude, SERIOUSLY. Give a brotha a break!

Posted by: Dawn at April 26, 2006 08:25 AM

Oh no :(
This is just plain old wrong, unfair, cruel, unjust... I can go on.

Deep breath. It will get better. Pixel will come home, healthy and fluffy.

The rabid chickens, though? You're going to have to call an expert on that one.

*hugs to you and Beth*

Posted by: Opal at April 26, 2006 08:30 AM

I am just happy to know that I'm not the only one that is having an uber crappy day. Maybe not to your extremes, but the universe sure needs a huge kick up it's blackhole!! My thoughts go out to you, Beth & Mia in hopes for a quick and healthy recovery of Pixel :)

Posted by: Michelle at April 26, 2006 08:30 AM


I hope the vet is wrong.

Posted by: Allan at April 26, 2006 08:41 AM

That really sucks. I'm sorry.

Posted by: Sarah at April 26, 2006 08:50 AM

Aww, man, that sucks about Pixel. I hope that he gets well soon.

Posted by: donna at April 26, 2006 08:54 AM

Gah. Hope Pixel's feeling better soon, and that the universe stops screwing around with you.

Posted by: Fraulein N at April 26, 2006 09:05 AM

Chris-the Universe is explaining Scientology to you. The problem is (as in the famed "TOMCAT" birth) they are just doing it silently.
Hope your week cheers up. It is hump day!

Posted by: Jamie at April 26, 2006 09:06 AM

Gah . . . not fair at all.

Blow raspberries on the bottom of Mia's feet - I always feel better after making my nephew's feet responsible for supersonic fart sound effects. First you must hold her foot up to your ear like a phone, and nod as if you are receiving instructions. Of course.

Posted by: Betti at April 26, 2006 09:11 AM

Dude, that sucks. I hope Pixel turns out to be just fine. Living in a house without a cat does suck.

Posted by: Jessie at April 26, 2006 09:36 AM

That totally sucks donkey balls. The good news, if you can look at it that way, is that since they found it during a routine check-up it sounds like they found it early and will be able fix Pixel up right. The bad news is that you guys still have to go through the crap the universe is flinging at you. I'm sending happy thoughts your way.

Posted by: Beth in StL at April 26, 2006 09:46 AM

sorry to hear about that, chris. i hope pixel is ok and things turn out alright!

Posted by: steph at April 26, 2006 09:53 AM

I do hope everything gets much better soon :)

As for the universe...it needs to go pick on Tom Cruise for awhile ;)

Posted by: christina at April 26, 2006 09:59 AM

He's relatively young and you deserve some good luck for a change. I'll discuss it with my higher power. I know how sad you must be underneath the humor.

Best wishs.

Posted by: ann adams at April 26, 2006 10:00 AM

I'm so sorry to hear about Pixel. I hope he's back home with you guys soon.

Posted by: Jenn at April 26, 2006 10:03 AM

Sending warm fuzzies to you via here. We're here for ya, man, whenever you need us to be...

Posted by: JuJu's Mom Linda at April 26, 2006 10:26 AM

So sorry to hear about Pixel, I'll add my good thoughts to all the others that he'll be better soon.

It's totally unfair when the Universe smacks you like that and then drops the rest of it onto you while you're still reeling. I hope today/tonight are easier on you.

Posted by: Kate the Shrew at April 26, 2006 10:31 AM

in the course of my work, met a scientologist this week. He explained his religion a little. I love to hear about other people's beliefs. It's cool.

I said, hey I don't want to offend you but I want to ask you a question. he said go ahead. "aren't you just a little embarrassed that Tom Cruise is a scientologist?"
"yes, I am." with a sheepish smile.

Posted by: speckledpup at April 26, 2006 10:44 AM

Go, Pixel, go. Use one of those 9 lives and kick whatever it is you get's butt.

Aww, man. Usually bad things happen in a bunch and usually over the busiest time at work. You hang in there.

Posted by: oakley at April 26, 2006 11:08 AM

Kitty at the hospital is sooo hard. I miss mine to pieces when they're gone.

I'm feeling your shit storm. I think the stars are out of alignment or something.

Posted by: Autumn at April 26, 2006 11:12 AM

Sorry that life seems to be taking potshots at you guys lately. Hoping and praying all will be well with Pixel.
As for scientology? is there really any explanation? I think not.

Posted by: at April 26, 2006 11:15 AM

I'm so sorry about the cat. I hope its okay!

Posted by: Ginny at April 26, 2006 11:22 AM

I'm sending get-better vibes to Pixel. I don't know why shit all explodes at once, but it does. Maybe once you get through all this you'll have a lengthy respite before the next explosion?

Posted by: Leah at April 26, 2006 11:24 AM

But ... but ... who would Mia chase and torture without the fearless Pixel around?? This cannot be borne. Pixel will just have to recover and I will just have to give the universe a serious talking-to. Never fear, I am on the job.

Posted by: shelley at April 26, 2006 11:34 AM

damn. wastin' away again in SUCKVILLE. here's to wishing Pixel a speedy recovery.

Posted by: b at April 26, 2006 11:34 AM

Sorry about your day, hopefully everything is fine with Pixel.

Posted by: MrsJoseGoldbloom at April 26, 2006 11:56 AM

outlooks like this " Regardless, I'm pretty sure I hate being in a house without a cat." is why I am pretty sure you are my long lost much younger identical twin who looks nothing like me.

I'm afraid there's no hope for explaining scientology.

Posted by: jodi at April 26, 2006 01:03 PM

Apparently the universe couldn't care less about getting a talking to from me. I am so sorry, Chris.

Posted by: shelley at April 26, 2006 06:31 PM

Oh, Rude, I'm so sorry.

Posted by: kristen at April 26, 2006 08:14 PM