Monday, January 9, 2012

meet fudge...



fudge is my new feline 'house' guest... she's 18 years old, deaf, and a real sweetie... as you can see she's not averse to walking all over the furniture - her new surroundings haven't fazed her at all...



of course there have been the mandatory hissing and mewling sessions with my boy shadow, but that's all settled down now and they seem to have a healthy disrespect for each other... they can actually walk passed each other without the paws getting raised or 'words' said to each other now... they were pretty good actually, it only took a couple of days for them to 'sort themselves out'... they're still at the giving-each-other-a-wide-berth stage, but they can be in the same room within eye contact without hackles being raised now!

life and living arrangements haven't always gone as planned these last few years for various reasons, but change is again on the horizon...

having been notified of a rent increase 'due to improvements made' to my friend's bed-sit - they were putting the rent up $40 per week after 'repairing' his floor where dry-rot had resulted in a hole that needed fixing immediately - hmmm, definitely maintenance, not improvements, and something that should have been fixed before he even moved in 6 months ago - and huh, the 'repair' entailed a 'bandaid' silicone type fill that certainly won't last long - improvements, yeah, sure - rip off, more like it!!!! now that would have taken his rent up to $320 per week for a 'bed-sit' - a tiny, tiny space - so we sat down and discussed our respective predicaments - personal and financial - and our options, and decided sharing a house would be cheaper for both of us, so rather than pay an exhorbitant rent hike, now was the opportune time for brann and fudge to move into my flat and help pay the rent here, giving us a chance over the next few months to get enough money together for bond and rent on something larger yet cheaper than what we both currently outlay...



we have both found solo living is becoming increasingly expensive these days - and, for me, being a part time worker reliant on the private rental market certainly has its drawbacks - and chances are my rent will increase too at the end of my lease in 6 months... to stay in the area close to my chronically ill mother is important, but living in st kilda and surrounds means high rent, so two incomes means greater choice - and of course, the cost of living just keeps going up and up, from groceries to utilities, with electricity set to rise yet again... 

added to that is the dog-shaped hole in my heart which couldn't be repaired while renting a one-bedroom flat - a terribly depressing prospect - it's been 10 months since my beautiful old girl allie's life journey ended and my need for canine companionship is growing daily - i desperately need a dog in my life!!!! loneliness plays a part too, so a close friend's companionship will be nice as well - especially as we have always shared a similar sense of humour, cynicism and skepticism - and we both work in libraries so both understand where the other is coming from when we need to have a good gripe about 'the workplace'...

it will be a bit of a squeeze in my small flat for 2 adults and 2 cats, but the end result will be worth it... a house - a larger space that will allow us the ability to live a bit more cheaply and to offer a forever home to a rescued dog in the near future... 

4 comments:

Observations of a Crazy World said...

I laugh at the phrase "healthy disrespect for each other." When my husband & I married we suddenly had 4 cats (2 of his & 2 of mine). 3 of the cats were quite old and over the years of our marriage had to be put down and we were down to one cat who now fancied himself king of the hill. Then we finally bought a house and were able to get a dog, a beagle mix we got at the shelter as a puppy. They too have gotten to the point were they have a healthy disrespect for each other, which usually ends with the cat teasing the dog because he can hop over the beackyard fence and sun himself just out of reach of the dog!

Good luck with the housing situation! Sounds like a great plan.

proud womon said...

thanks leann... nice to see you back!!!

and yes, cats do love to antagonise dogs - because they can!!! it doesn't take long for them to realise dogs are no match for them (as far as they're concerned!)

and they do take quite quickly to being the 'only (fur)child'...

Sailor Lily said...

the cats are interesting (and Fudge looks like mischief) but I actually think you owe your readers an account of you and Brann's 'healthy disrespect' and 'respect' for each other over the years of love, marriage and now friendship you share. As a 'wize one' you have valuable insights on human relationships as much as our relationship to animals.

Dare you write that fascinating story?
I hope so!
Amanda

proud womon said...

oooh, provocative - part challenge, part compliment??

i've written a few posts over the life of this blog about some of the really bad, bad times, but equally some of the really good times in brann's and my decades together - as much as i've felt comfortable with, and chosen to, share at the times of writing...

and i totally disagree with you - i don't owe anybody any personal information i don't choose to share... there are intimate and personal dreams and dramas, i'm sure, in everyone's life that are private - they belong to us and those, if any, we call confidantes and choose to share our deeper selves with...

everybody's blog is their own and they are entitled to expose as much or as little of themselves as they choose...

who knows what you'll read on my blog - or when...