My Squared Life

Astronomical It’s like something important should be happening or something 😉 #RamadanKareem https://www.instagram.com/p/CqJ4xcvLoWs/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

My favourite lamp. ❤️ Got him snipped yesterday and Doc was kind enough to pull the stubborn claw while he was under. He’s being stubborn and refusing pain meds, but he’s otherwise doing just fine. He’s going to need to remain lämp until the stitches are ready to come out. I am pleased with his progress and healing so far. Between @bluebeegirl and I, we got just over a full pound back on him since the 23rd. His coat is getting softer and sleeker. And of course he has thoroughly made himself at home in my heart and recovery bathroom ❤️ Always touching. Always cuddling. I promise you, Dapper Dan, you will never have to fight like that to survive again. ❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CpoccDdLbLS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

I have a new friend. His name is Dapper Dan. Dapper Dan Danny Boy of A-aron. I can’t stop talking to him like Harley Quinn, bc Mistah Dappuh is a handsome boi. Super cuddly. And I am honoured to be the one to ensure his recovery and any secondary care. You see, the lovely @bluebeegirl met him around the street back in early Feb. He was round, sleek, and a cuddlebug. Not 2 weeks later, one of the street cats did quite a number on him. You see.. He obviously was *not* an outdoor cat. We don’t know how he ended up out there, bit it just weren’t right. Anyway, she noticed his big angry toe and finally was able to catch him and take him into a vet. The bone in his toe is dust. He has a claw just.. hangin’ at this point. She shilled out 4 figures for his emergency care. And she knew he wouldn’t make it out on the street again, but she has her own indoor bbys to worry about. My only req is FIV, rabies, etc negative. The big guns. And he did fit that, so he is now in my recovery bathroom living the BORING life of recovery. Once he’s healed and we see whether the toe stays attached or needs to be removed, I’ll get him snipped and then intro to my household. Unless someone else steps up for a 2yo drooly cuddle boi lap cat who is an absolute love? https://www.instagram.com/p/CpUGsCDOwiJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

This precious girl will just not wait for me to finish this (her) blanket. I’ve been enjoying our nightly cuddles. For the past 11 years she’s lived with me, she was always super independent and aloof. Now that Yin’s gone, she is taking up his favourite cuddle spots, including right in front of whatever keyboard I’m using. Blessed to have this lady’s love ❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CpE-2EEOVju/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

I’m sad for why this is here, but this is one of my most prized possessions, and I am so glad to have it here with me. ❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn3MH0OLdUa/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

38 isn’t looking too bad on me. https://www.instagram.com/p/CnsM18IPO0k/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Prescott day pt 3 https://www.instagram.com/p/CkLiH9tJ136/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Prescott day pt 2 https://www.instagram.com/p/CkLiAdIpjX7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Prescott day, pt 1 https://www.instagram.com/p/CkLhyjmp1iW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Good morning. ☀️ https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj8D0hbLVwX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Took this photo last night to show off my new hair colour. This is the most “me” I’ve felt since before the pandemic. ❤️ Thanks Marie @TantrumHairSalon https://www.instagram.com/p/CjtSMpBvD8s/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

My beautiful Yin kitteh. March 23, 2006 - August 15, 2022 I will love you forever. https://www.instagram.com/p/ChSwlJrP3JQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#FeeshieTV update: I had to refill Freya’s meds, and on the way home, there was an accident so traffic go rerouted by my old apartment. Since I was there, I thought I’d pop in @aquariumarts and see if Chris was there and what kind of plants/fish they had in. I got a hygro to grow above the water line (they are seriously very pretty and I was very happy to find some there). I wanted a couple save-for-baby-shrimp fish, and Chris directed me to Endlers, so I added a few of those to see how they’d do. (Were those what you had, @string.theory?) As I looked around the store, I noticed it really had changed a lot in the past few years. And I got to thinking about my own growth. That’s what grief does to me, I turn inward and start evaluating where I am and where I want to be. J really did help me survive my Depression. Now I’m breathing life into old hobbies that give me peace and happiness. And in those hobbies, there’s life. A lot of life. From the tiniest baby cherry shrimps to my horse floof of a Violet. I’m sad he’s missing the fruits of our work. Yet I’m glad for all the life he helped me build around me. I know I’ll get through this because of it. A part of me realized he was trying to give me someones to love and continue to live for when he was done and gone. You succeeded, honey. Thank you for that. Love you always. ❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/Ceroks8PHtY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Tonight’s stream was in the kitchen of all places building terrariums. I finished the tall one in the right in stream after I made quite the mess, and then quickly after stream to help clean up I used the rest of the soil mix to plant the remaining plants I broke up in the fish bowl. Soil mix is 1 part Miracle Grow Coarse Orchid potting soil, 1 part sphagnum moss, and 1 part Bonsai Jack’s succulent and cactus soil. (I swear by Bonsai Jack’s for all my succulents.) Hope to do this again with y’all soon! 😁❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CdsIi4wumil/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Apparently my depression has a tell, and that’s in my fish tanks. I.. really let #FeeshieTV/#FeeshieTVBasic go. You can click on the hashtags and check out how much time and effort I used to put into them. At some point, they stopped bringing me joy. I loved all my feesh. After the divorce, I thought I was going to sell the house, and sold off my 90 gallon (#FeeshieTVHD). I was going to give away the 20 gallon, but life got crazier still - for me and them. So it just sat there. Calcifying over, being kind of smelly, but still offering my calming “filter trickle” sound. Necro referred to it as the eyesore. And it was. But I still had one plant alive. The only anubia I ever successfully got to root on a log myself. That little leaf survived 5-6 YEARS of neglect. Untreated tap water. Half dead LED lights. Only death and decay in the tank aside from it. But… Today I got to breathe some new life into it. Completely new substrate. Cleaned, scraped, and scrubbed glass. The only things that went back in were my 2 logs. I added 3 clumps of java moss, 5 cherry shrimp, and seeds for aquatic plants. I’ve always loved aquascaping. I’ve also always loved clown loaches. Clown loaches love to do their own “gardening, and my plants definitely didn’t grow faster than my plecos could eat them. And it was all a LOT of work. I recently got re-inspired at my new workplace with the tiny water garden my boss picked up. I lamented never having cared for a moss and shrimp tank like I had always wanted to. So, with my first paycheck, she’s been revived. I’ll add more shrimp and plants later. Possibly some small tetras once my plant and shrimps colonies establish themselves. I’m looking forward to putting more work into it. And feeling a bit more like myself. Small wins. https://www.instagram.com/p/CcuQihuutkn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

I have a new child-floof. @titosvodka sponsored all doggo adoptions this week. That wasn’t why we went, but I am grateful for them and it was a nice surprise. J has always wanted a husky. And I do miss my JesseDoog. But we have a lot of animals already. I know. And I was being good at saying “not now.” Then I read the behaviour notes for this angel. “Amelia” had a rough start. Picked up as a stray, 2yo, she did not trust people. She was rightfully marked a level 4 handling. I knew then she needed someone like me with the experience and patience to work with her.. who needed to rip up the remaining carpet anyway. My mental health has sucked lately. There’s no denying it. J has been worried about me, and rightfully so. I’m the type who flounders if I don’t have a “job” or “purpose.” I need “reasons” to do chores, get out of bed, etc. That’s how I’ve hacked my brain. After 5 years living together, he knows how I operate. Finances have been tight. It’s my main stressor. J is getting a raise, so we won’t have to worry about it much longer. I can focus on my art.. but there’s no structure there. So, now I have a job. A job who was so terrified of people, but just last night curled up in my arms and slept peacefully. A lot of that trust is thanks to her handler, Connor. She became a completely different dog when we sprung her from the shelter. And while I work with her on her anxiety, I’m tackling my own. For her. And the white patch on the back of her neck that matches JesseDoog’s. She’s a miniature husky at 35lbs. She’s literally half the size Jessers was. She’s smart. And between her, Violet, and Freya, she’ll be the smallest in stature. But she may end up with the largest personality of them all.. which is hard to beat if you’ve met Violet. I look forward to watching her blossom into the family dog she’ll become. ❤️ #miniaturehusky #husky #adoptdontshop #shelterdog #dog #dogsofinstagram #perro #chien (at Maricopa County Animal Shelter) https://www.instagram.com/p/CaM1J5DF-0s/?utm_medium=tumblr

#WIP update for my witches’ hat mushroom light piece. I’m falling in love with it more and more each day. Going to add a little purple pearlescent pigment, fluff up the under-caps, add some clear droplets, and then will be listening this baby on my @ChaiMonsterLabs #Etsy for $250. https://www.instagram.com/p/CZatna2F9cY/?utm_medium=tumblr