Bee Blocks

First a Mosen update.  I got him to eat a bit of diluted wet cat food and take some water. 

 He is still exhibiting painful behavior, crying when I touch him and not moving much.  

I will ask the vet his opinion and if there is something I can do I will do it.  

I'm 90% certain this will not be the case as he is looking just like Jack did at the end,

 but I have to at least give it a try, right?

I just spoke with my college roomie, the vet, and she said to trust my instincts.
I should make him a comfortable as possible and make the decision that's right for him.

On the weekend, before all the cat drama, I finished a couple of Bee blocks.  

I actually liked making this block so much I am considering making some out of some hoarded fabric and making an entire quilt out of these.  

Yep, that much!  Love to know what you think.  

The block directions can be found here at Fresh Lemons.  

It is called Antique Tile.  

These are the two blocks I made.

This is the second one.  I love the pops of navy in this one.

I see so many possibilities in this block. 

 It was super easy to construct. 

 I am even considering cutting into some of my most coveted fabric (my Tula stash) to make this.  

What do you think?

~XOP~

Mosen The Cat

Let me tell you about Mosen. My big, handsome black and white boy.

 He came to us with his sibs, Autumn and Aiden. 

He got his name from a James Harriet book called Moses the kitten. 

When my oldest daughter was little she would ask us to read her the story of "Mosen" 

(Moses and kitten combined). 

In the book, Moses was a black and white kitten, so when we brought him home, 

I immediately knew what his name should be.

He has been a great friend to me and even more so since Jack passed away almost three years ago. 

He is able to say "mama" and frequently demands my attention by calling for me. 

He climbs onto me every night for a snuggle and then sleeps next to me every night.

He is 14 years old now and showing signs of his age. 

I tried to ignore it for as long as I could. I know what this means and 

I don't want to have to make that decision. 

It's too hard. I'm not ready, but this morning I realized he is ready.

He could not figure out how to drink out of his glass. 

He was not interested in his favorite food. 

He cried when I picked him up. 

I may not be ready and wish with all my heart it was not true, 

but I don't have the heart to hold on to him just so he doesn't have to go.

I will call today and make that appointment.

 The one none of us ever wants to make. We will spend one last night together, being friends. 

We will comfort each other as we both understand this will be our last night together. 

Tomorrow, he will go to the rainbow bridge where I know he will be waiting for me 

when it is my time to cross over.

I love you Mosey Man! Tell Jack I miss him too.

~XOP~