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Fred Pete - Dec 22, 2016 7:10:30 am PST #28426 of 30002

Ann, that's a ferret.

Kitty!

Our Arthur (Seen here (behind Cat Ballou or "Bally," rhymes with "Sally") went into the hospital when he became very lethargic and started turning blue. So far, the vets have found anemia, dehydration, and deteriorating kidney values. He's had a transfusion and fluids, which seem to have treated the symptoms.

So now, they're doing tests to figure out the underlying cause. Although he's forming red blood cells again, they're immature cells. The problem could be as simple as an infection or as serious as cancer -- we don't know yet.

Arthur has a suppressed immune system because of the kidney transplant, so an infection is more likely than normal. Still -- it's all very worrisome.

(And the article contains several errors. For one, that's Bally and not Joey.)

Calli - Dec 22, 2016 8:37:25 am PST #28427 of 30002

I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I hope Arthur gets well soon, Fred.

Laura - Dec 22, 2016 8:51:47 am PST #28428 of 30002

Our wings are not tired.

Health~ma for Arthur! I hope it is easily solvable.

Pix - Dec 22, 2016 9:19:43 am PST #28429 of 30002

We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

I'm so sorry to hear about Ruthven, Jilli.

Zenkitty - Dec 22, 2016 9:54:29 am PST #28430 of 30002

Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Kitty~ma for Arthur and Ruthven.

Steph L. - Dec 22, 2016 10:11:03 am PST #28431 of 30002

I look more rad than Lutheranism

My friend Roger from my improv class passed away today. I swear to god, this fucking year. Jesus Christ. And fuck cancer, man.

Fred Pete - Dec 22, 2016 10:15:41 am PST #28432 of 30002

Ann, that's a ferret.

All condolences, Steph.

Jilli, decision~ma for Ruthven.

SuziQ - Dec 22, 2016 10:16:55 am PST #28433 of 30002

Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

FUCK CANCER with every rusty implement that can be found.

Steph L. - Dec 22, 2016 10:19:21 am PST #28434 of 30002

I look more rad than Lutheranism

I mean, there's less than 2 weeks to go in this godforsaken dumpster fire of a year, and still the sucker punches keep coming. What the fucking hell, man.

I didn't know Roger for very long, and didn't get a chance to know him very well, but he was kind and funny and quick-witted, and I enjoyed the time we spent together. He even briefly went back to his job during our second class session, and he was SO happy the day he came in and told us he went back to work. God damn it.

Even though he was clearly starting to decline by the second class period, and struggled for words a lot, during a routine where the whole class took turns in pairs, and swapped in and out of the pairs, so it was one long more-or-less connected scene, Roger managed to turn it into a scene where we were a town obsessed with weed. Funniest shit EVER.

Zenkitty - Dec 22, 2016 11:25:14 am PST #28435 of 30002

Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

I'm so sorry about your friend Roger, Steph.

How come awful people don't get cancer. Not that I'd wish it on anyone. I'm just saying, that's how it seems.

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