cuddles is finally home and he has taken up residence under the couch. what is it about new cats and camping under my furniture? cats are way more masters of their own universe than dogs are and except for andy, no dog ever lived under the couch here...they climbed on top. i wonder if that means cats are smarter than dogs? they certainly do not trust as easily. anyway, here is hoping that cuddles has a good strong mean streak in him to conquer his new world.
lola is not doing well. that cold she picked up when she was spirited away by her previous owner has really knocked her for a loop. at 18 years old, she just may not recover her strength again. i have switched her meds around again...come on lola, i really miss my wheelchair riding hitchhiker.
jack had a bath today and promptly went under a blanket...i have only seen the occasional nose or toe for the last couple of hours.
apparently my two footed foray into the raging waters of hearts on noses last night, did a little bit more damage than i thought to my ankle. sigh, i am back to foot elevated on a bunch of pillows and trying really hard to stay off it. i have 2 weeks til i see my surgeon again, i will be good and let time be my friend.
i missed the newscasts today about janice and the pigs...please let her get a ton of help.