Some really good news that came with really bad news.

We finally received the diagnoses yesterday for why Miss Wiggles has been so sick all the time, why she has suffered from reoccurring ear infections, colds, congestion, and now complaining of feeling "scratchy".

Yup, you guessed it...of course I only have a picture of him right there. Miss Wiggles isn't just a little allergic to cats or more specifically, Leo, she is a lot allergic to Leo. So far she isn't allergic to any other inside stuff like dust mites, mice, roaches, mold, dust, dogs, etc. Nope, just cats. Needless to say while there is relief over finding this out, I bawled my eyes out last night. I thought for sure at first we could do the air purifiers, Zyrtech (which she is already on with not much result) and Nasonex (seriously stick that thing up my daughters nose everyday?) but one look at my sweet little miserable girl and the months and months of sick. All my ideas about a peaceful cohabitation for the two of them just wasn't realistic.

So, this amazing little guy who loves dogs, cats, kids, everyone pretty much, is going to have to find a new home. I feel like one of my children is allergic to the other. I feel so guilty about this. I'm praying with all my heart someone close to us will want him and he will only be a short trip away.

Leo has been with me since I made my first military move with my husband. He was with me through all three miscarriages, Hubby's tour in Iraq, my bed rest with Miss Wiggles. He is with me every night as I am forced to sleep on my Papa Bear guest bed because my Mama Bear own bed isn't supportive enough. He sounds like a raccoon when I open a can of tuna, greets Hubby at his bedroom door every morning when he wakes up and curls up on his desk when Hubby does does is Bible study in the morning. Seriously, this is so uncool.

I have to just keep reminding myself that this is important for Miss Wiggles so she can feel better. Why oh why, couldn't it have been mold. I thought for sure that was what it is. I did all the research and thought it couldn't be cats. Of course after listening to the allergist, I am assuming that I included have developed a cat allergy. I remember when my mom found out she developed a cat allergy when she had the most precious little Persian, Miranda. She totally gets how I feel. Kind of like I'm giving up a child.

So as soon as this nap time is over, Miss Wiggles, Leo, and I are making a trip to some good friends who are willing to foster Leo until a permanent home is available.

Call me crazy, but Black Beauty keeps popping into my head. Remember the great home, to nice home and down hill from there until he became an abused taxi horse. Remember Ginger? Yeah, I'm trying not to go there.

Sigh.