living with depression


The past few weeks have been the ‘usual’ of doing too much and not having enough hours in the day. Grace is getting bigger, more playful and being a good play mate for Cassie. Tasha, on the other hand, hasn’t been so good.

We knew she was having a bit of a problem with her right eye and sneezing regularly. The weekend before last her eye was extremely swollen so Rick rang up the vets who said it wasn’t an emergency and to ring up last Monday for an appointment. Rick did that and we were given an appointment for Tuesday. Tasha doesn’t go far but this time she did one of her rare disappearing acts so the appointment had to be cancelled. I went out at 11.45 pm for one last check round and as I walked to our car just in case Tasha had gone underneath it as she does sometimes I heard a meowing. It was such a relieve to know it was Tasha.

Rick rang up the vets straight away and was told to get her to their practise which we did. With a bit of gentle prodding pus and blood came from Tasha eye then she had an x-ray. The good news that she doesn’t have cancer but she has an abcess behind her eye. Tasha was kept in over night due to having an anaesthetic and them wanting to monitor her. By the time we got to bed it was about 2 – 2.30 am in the morning. We picked up Tasha up late Wednesday afternoon along with medication for her.

We had to take Tasha back on Friday so the vet could have another look as removing her right eye had been was the worst option. She said Tasha’s eye is better but there is still a risk that it might be removed or she could go blind in the eye. We have more medication and a final decisoon will be made on Friday.

Tasha has her moments for being a cantankerous cat but she can also be very loving too when it suits her. We love that cat so much as she is a character, very good with Grace and tolerant of Cassie considering she is nine years old.


The past few weeks have been difficult due to the stress we’ve been put through by one family. I can’t remember when the last time I didn’t feel tired. The past week has been easier as I’ve spent more time at home so I have had time to get our home tidier.

The worst time of the week was on Wednesday as we took friends to an appointment in Newton Aycliffe. While we were waiting for them to come out we had a phone call from our friend Stewart to let us know that Tinkerbelle had died. We were completely shocked as she wasn’t quite 3 years old. When we got home I went to see Tinkerbelle who had been placed in a box and covered with a quilt in our backgarden. There wasn’t a mark on her which confirmed what was already suspected that it was natural causes even though she had appeared fit. Myself, Rick and a few others suspect it could have been Diabetes as Tinkerbelle had been eating and drinking a lot but wasn’t a big or fat cat. Earlier this year we had taken her to the vets due to her drinking and being sick. We were told to keep her on a specific diet and see how she went and Tinkerbelle stopped being sick. It’s really upset us and our neighbours as Tinkerbelle was loved so much.
Rest in peace our little Tinkerbella – we went through so much from bottle feeding you from two weeks old, your neck problems which we constantly bathed for months, being ill this year and now holding you in our hearts.

The best time of this week has been getting a kitten whom we have named Grace. We had been talking to a lady in Tesco a few weeks ago who told us her cat had had five kittens so we said we would have one. She rang us last Saturday asking if we still wanted one. Rick told her we would be round on Sunday as we were out – we were and on our way to Keswick. The lady asked if we could take all five so we agreed as we didn’t think it would be hard to rehome them all. Our friend didn’t take any persuasion to decide to keep one as the little angel snuggled into his neck. By Wednesday afternoon the other three were rehomed. I am still getting telephone calls and texts asking if we have any left even though we have made it clear that there aren’t any left.
Our newest little angel.

Our two other furbabies Tasha and Cassie have been great with Grace who is a typical little kitten by eating, sleeping and racing all over the place. I am just wondering how long it will before my legs and hands are ripped to shreds by one little kitty….