Mommy bloggers want us all to believe that parenting is 24/7 joy and fun. Sadly, so do many pet bloggers.
I’m not one of them.
To be honest, some days caring for a fur kid really sucks. Right now I am fuming because I have worked so hard to get the cats upstairs. I have been feeding them up there for almost a week now. I brought out the canned food. I was pleasant.
So why is Hissy Fit Jones still downstairs? Because he is afraid. I have tried to lure him. I’ve chased him. I’ve begged him. All to no avail. Now while my mom comes up today to be here while the gas company hooks up my gas, she’ll also have to make sure no doors are left open too. Sorry, Mom.
I wish I could reason with Hissy. I’d remind him that we’ve lived together 8 years now, and during that time I have done nothing to deliberately harm him. All I have ever wanted was to keep him and his siblings healthy and safe.
That’s why I spend a significant portion of my money on caring for them. It’s why I chose a car specifically to accommodate everyone in an emergency. It’s why I’m living an hour away from work in a house instead of close by in an apartment.
Look ya’ll, I’m tired. Getting up at 3:30 am to make sure you’re fed, walked, given all your medicines and your litter boxes scooped before heading into work is not a bed of roses. Neither is coming home from work to have to do the same thing all over again.
It is true that no one forced me to take on this much responsibility. I chose to do that. And no, I’m not going to stop now, even though, unlike guardians of human children, I could. I am morally and ethically bound to see this through, and I will do so to the best of my ability. So rest assured that each day I choose to provide care for you. Because I love you.
But I’m not gonna lie. Some days I’m not feeling it, and today is one of those days.