Click images for desktop size: "Lion Waiting in Nambia" by Unknown Bad news on the cat front.
She's still alive but early this morning she started mewling. When I checked it seemed she'd lost the use of her back legs.
I examined her pretty fully and could see nothing surface apparent.
My little dog who got pancreatic cancer; after her surgery she had to stay in a crate for almost two weeks. Like a bedridden human her tendons shortened and she had trouble walking when she was finally released from the crate. I'm hoping its the same situation here.
The cat has gone off her food as well. My pancreatic dog went off her food as well at about this time. The cat purred at me this morning. I take that as a good sign. These are the only things I have to go on.
The gentle dog went into work today with my friend. The gentle dog was thrilled and quite considers it his right.
I just have my puppy and the giant dog with me today. I'm planning to put them out in the yard and then let the cat roam the house on her own for a while. Hopefully this will give her the exercise to stimulate her appetite and work her muscles. She showed an interest in her food even if she didn't eat much of it. The interest she showed gives me hope.
If she doesn't show signs of recovering . . . It makes me fearful. I don't like cats. I lived with them. I've met a couple cats I do like but I just don't like cats. But I don't want the cat to die. I seen enough death. I've lost enough friends, human and animal, to know that death is too permanent. Every death leaves a hole in my life, in all our lives.
For locking the dogs outside and risking exposing them to cat I got a cheap-o frozen pizza. Just the kind we like. (We are not quite as impoverished today.) We put odd junk on the pizza and then we split it up and feast!
Aside from the complaints that I get more than m,y share cheap-o frozen pizza always sheers them up. They'll forgive me.

Click images for desktop size: "Leopard Woman" by Unknown Thanks for everyone for voting for my puppy's picture. You can stop now. She went from 7 to nearly 70 votes. There's no prize or anything. I meant it mostly as a joke, I think. Maybe one of those half kidding jokes . . .
I suddenly realized that since my little blind dog passed away I haven't been taking pictures of the dogs. I used to take pictures almost daily.
It somehow isn't as much fun. That's not right. I love my dogs. Even my dogs I don't know well or haven't met yet.
I think that his passing shocked me. Sturdy reminder of mortality. Mortality sucks even if it does give everything before it some significance. Instead of getting pictures I'm just enjoying the dogs' time with me.
I'm doing laundry today too . . .