We braved the unplowed roads to take Miss Kitty to the vet this morning. I only have one long scratch from the process, so I'll take that as a win.
She has gained 2 pounds since moving here and becoming an indoor cat. But that was the only "problem" of note. For almost 8 years old, she is doing darned good.
First Q doesn't count, Dana.
My sister's ex-boyfriend just found his younger brother who committed suicide by shooting himself. I feel so awful for their family. They've already lost two siblings under tragic circumstances, now this.
That's horrible, Cash. I'm always amazed at the life you've made for yourself compared to the rest of your family which seems to be a never ending vortex of chaos and trauma.
Thanks, Hec. I've been very lucky. DH helps--he's a stabilizing force for good in my life. We also made a choice to move away from our home state. Distance helps.
How awful, Cash. That poor family.
Oh, Cashmere, that's awful. My heart goes out to them.
His mother is absolutely one of the best people I know. My older sister is over there with them now. This is a moment where living far away isn't so helpful.
Holy SHIT.
Edit: Sorry, that was about football, and the timing was kind of tactless, with Cash's news.
God, Cashmere, that's so awful.
In less-bad news, I tried to go to this artisan craft fair thing (featuring the thermin stylings of our own Jon B.), but the line was a block long! So I guess that means it's really good, but I was not feeling standing in a long line outside. Ah well.