The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
At the start of the year, cockroach had lipidosis and it took a month of active, intense care to get her through it. Now Byron had a bout of pancreatitis. He’s getting better with meds and a metabolic diet, but while the spirit is willing, the flesh is still weak. His stamina still isn’t up to par, esp when walking in front of a bakery when he’s no longer allowed ham croissants.
You can’t walk a straight line without kicking her in the head or scissoring her in half. The dog can’t do anything right without being growled and hissed at. But she’s cute.
Nutters has gone to rodent heaven. She passed very quickly – she was fine yesterday, running in her wheel, and went downhill in a flash :(
She’s not my dog, but I love her like she is.
This was in the woods this weekend.
Seriously. Beanbag, hand-knitted blanket (which *all* the pets and humans love), her bone, and just the tip of her paw. And the ear malfunction.
I love that dog.
Edit: I completely forgot to mention the stylish and warm cape/cloak that Katy knitted for her.
Flash has left the building. When we took the cage back into the living room, post Lily, we found him lying unmoving in front of his coconut house. It must’ve happened during the night. Ben’s OK with it. It’s never pleasant, but he had a long life of benevolent neglect and honestly lived much longer than we expected him to, after having eaten his cage mate years ago..
There’s more and more salt in the gerbil’s fur, but he can still take on Pavel in a cage match and humiliate the cat.
Lily went home last night. Cats are happy to have the whole flat again. Humans have the sad.
We took Tolstoy to get yet-another-specialist vet to get a high-resolution ultrasound and try and figure out what’s wrong with him. Good news, it’s not cancer, but he does have an enlarged pancreas and inflamed bowel, so we need to change his food to something properly hypoallergenic and go back to our normal vet to see how we need to adjust the grumpy moneypit’s meds.
In other news, not-my-dog is being uber cute and is settling in nicely. Probably too nicely, in the cats’ opinions.
