Dare I ask how the doggie is doing?
It's hard to tell with the dog. I think he's in better mood today, and we spend some quality time together. There will be a vet consultation this Thursday, and we'll decide what's next for him: more treatment or the shot. The newest symptom is heavy breathing, so yesterday was dedicated for trying to convince my dad to let go of him. I doubt if the steroids are helping him, pain-wise.
So thank you, but I don't need the brackets, just yet. Today was kind of good, actually (considering). He's getting a lot of love and attention and me-trying-to-drive-him-crazy attention today (latest thought: he needs a superman gown! no really, it'll look good on him).
And oh, Fred, a lot of cat~ma for Max.
Liese - It's a 1911 or thereabouts Grinnell & Bros upright. It has a full concert grand harp. It could be a very beautiful piece, but it needs A LOT of work. But whoever wants it can have it. So long as they come get it themselves.
Much cat~ma to Max, Pete.
Today would have been my Dad's 79th birthday and I'm just feeling melancholy and missing him.
Fuck cancer.
But whoever wants it can have it. So long as they come get it themselves.
Seriously, Freecycle is magic, except for the flake factor.
Cat~ma, Fred Pete. And universe? Step the fuck offa FP and Hubs' cats, dammit.
Oh, ND. My heart goes out to you. Fuck cancer in all its forms.
Freecycle is magic, except for the flake factor.
It's on one Freecycle list, I'm waiting for my membership to be approved for the other one. It's on the free listings on CraigsList, too.
Fuck cancer in all its forms.
And the vets who can't diagnose it in time.
Fuck cancer.
~ma to Max.
Hugs to them as needs 'em.
