That surgery that Grace had six weeks ago? Noah needs the same surgery now. If the scheduling gods agree, it will be tomorrow Wednesday afternoon some time. Well wishes much appreciated.

Announcement: I'm baa-aackk. Mallory and I have arrived in the US, I've started my new job, and we are acclimatizing.

Analysis: I need rental~ma to find a place to live before we both go nuts in temp housing.

I will be back home in CT from July 11-24, and ND will be joining me for part of that time. No idea yet when I'll be free and when I'll be busy, but I'd like to meet up with NYC folks and Boston folks at some point. I'll be emailing once I have more of a clue.

Now fully updated: my photos from Weddingpalooza!! [link]

(Photos of our actual wedding will follow.)

Please some job~ma for me. The organic clothing company I just interviewed for is awesome and I really, really want it so very badly. I'll send organic socks to everyone!!

Kitty~ma would be appreciated.

I came home tonight to find my kitty, Senor Sock, acting as if he was paralyzed. The vet emergency people said to bring him in immediately. Turns out he's diabetic. (He's almost 11 so my guess is it's an old cat thing.) They've got him on insulin and an IV - he's in an incubator because his body temperature was low.

He might be able to come home tomorrow (Sat.).

So... Senor is still not doing better. They gave him one insulin injection last night and his blood glucose went to normal and stayed there. So there's something else going on. He's extremely lethargic - he just won't move at all, his temperature is still low and he's not eating. One small bit of improvement is when people come to see him and touch him, he stretches. Which he wasn't doing last night.

I talked to Senor's vet. His condition is deteriorating. He continues to show no interest in moving, and his temperature is lower (despite being in an incubator). His blood sugar level continues to be fine, which means something other than diabetes going on. The vet thinks it might be neuropathy. Maybe something brain-related.

We could send Senor to a specialist on Tuesday. There is also the possibility he'll need to be put down before then.

I saw Senor and the vet today. He had deteriorated more since Sunday - His breathing was getting labored and his eyes were doing weird things (indicating more problems with his brain). So it was pretty clear that the best thing would be to put him down. Which we did.

Senor Sock was a Devon Rex cat who was nearing his 11th birthday. He was a good kitty. Despite some early bladder and other mysterious problems, he recovered and lived a healthy life until falling ill last Friday. Typical of his breed, he was incredibly energetic his whole live (never losing his kittenish energy) and was the ultimate lap-cat. Despite the occasional spat over who got to sit on the computer chair or why did I need to get up when he was comfy on my lap, he was well-behaved and tolerant of wacky human shenanigans like the trimming of his nails.

All who met Senor admired his beauty, cuteness, playfulness and overall kittyish goodness. He will be greatly missed.