Life goes on, as it will.

The next drama is poor Sassy Fat Cat, as if she has not had enough with which to deal. She has bad teeth. She has had them for a while now. We tried last year when dentals were on sale to get her in to get them cleaned. Unfortunately, there was a problem with anesthesia/intubation and she asphyxiated on the table. They brought her back, but it was a very near thing and her teeth did not get cleaned. As a morbidly obese and diabetic cat, this was a very real possibility and I knew that before consenting to treatment. Now, she's eating less than she should. She's in danger of starving herself to death because her mouth hurts so much. So we've consented to trying the dental procedure one more time. They will anesthetize her a slightly different way in the hopes of making intubation easier on her, and hopefully it will work this time. With her not wanting to eat, the risks are even higher. We have to accept that she might die on the table again, and if she does, it will be easier for her than dying by inches as she starves herself.

The basset is not taking his only dogness well. He is very much a pack animal and wants another dog. He doesn't like to eat unless there's competition. He's gotten even more needy about not being left alone. We may consider getting another dog. Maybe this one, maybe not. I'm not that fond of cockers, but she is the right age range and also a medium sized black dog.

We shall see.

I'm making myself knit some more cat blankets. I want to send them to the Herkimer County Humane Society, where we met Kenya. (It's also where we met Spider and Sassy too.)  ¶ 9:01 AM