It may be time….

….for us to say goodbye to Riley and Kasey.

It’s a sad thought, but we’re at the end of our rope. We don’t have as much time to spend with them as they’re used to, and they’re becoming increasingly agitated about that. They don’t listen. Kasey’s hocking up hairballs every couple of days it seems. They’ve started peeing wherever they want….last night it was on my robe.

And the hair. Oh, the HAIR. I vacuumed yesterday morning. By the time Jake got up, there were new, visible clumps of hair on the floor. I just can’t keep up with it. Yes, I know it’s summer, but I keep the house pretty cool.

And my poor boy is fussing, so I’ll have to continue this later.

Ok, Noah’s playing contentedly again.

Now, to finish the thing with Riley and Kasey. Yes, I’m aware that we made a commitment to them by adopting them. But in making that commitment, we were not only committing to taking care of them, but also to making sure we found a good home for them if we ever couldn’t take care of them like they deserve. And right now, we just can’t do it. They got very spoiled by having us all to themselves for three years. They’ve had a hard time adjusting to Noah and the fact that we can’t have them climbing all over us nonstop. They’ve never really warmed up to Noah the way I hoped – they steered clear of him for the longest time, and it’s only been recently that Kasey will even go near him. Riley still stays pretty clear of Noah, but Kasey will get close enough to let Noah pet him….or, more accurately, let Noah grab at his fur. I’m trying my hardest to teach Noah how to be gentle with the kitties, but he just doesn’t quite understand yet.

Oh, and let’s not forget that Jake is quite likely allergic to the cats. Not surprising, since his dad is allergic to cats and all. He’s always had some minor problems, but they’re just getting progressively worse. He can’t wake up a single day without having to use his inhaler because he can’t breathe. Seriously, that’s the first thing he does when he wakes up, is reach for the inhaler. He keeps saying he’s fine, he’ll deal with it, but I think that view is changing a bit. Not to mention that I have a slight reaction to them, too. That’s why they haven’t been allowed on the bed anymore, even though we used to let them sleep with us – I discovered that the reason I was always so itchy at night was from all of the cat hair/dander.

We love the cats, but right now, that’s not enough. Jake shouldn’t have to suffer like that. I shouldn’t be forced to vacuum five times a day and have to keep rewashing laundry. And the kitties deserve to be with someone who can pay more attention to them. Noah keeps me so busy most of the time that I just can’t sit and cuddle with them like I used to. Obviously, we haven’t made any decisions yet, but things have got to change somehow.

Our computer is all kinds of messed up. Ever since we reformatted, it’s been restarting itself whenever we try to shut it down. I thought I found something to fix it last night, but Jake said it was turned on when he came home this morning, so I guess I’ll have to have him try something with the BIOS later. We ordered a new video card, because that seems to be part of the other issues we’re having. I just hope it’s not the CPU or the power supply. *sigh* At least we’ve got the money right now to do this, because we’re such nerds we’d go nuts without the computer.

Don’t remember if I mentioned this, but Noah’s actually got TWO teeth coming in up top. They’re really kicking his butt, though last night was better, he only woke me up once.

Aaaaand…..that’s about all that’s going on here. Can’t post those pictures yet, because I’m on the laptop, trying to give the desktop as much of a break as possible. Kind of sucks because we just got Sim City 4 and I wanted to play, but there’s no way my laptop would run it. Guess I’ll see if I have any games it can handle, lol.