Just like me / They long to be / Close to you

Oct 10, 2007 18:00

I've got a beautiful little girl sitting in my lap, being fuzzy.

Dot is an old lady. She's lost much of her sense of balance, so I constantly have to keep a hand close to her when she's up on my shoulder or arm or she'll fall over sideways. She doesn't grip as well with one of her rear paws, also, and tends to half-stagger everywhere she walks. I can feel every single one of her vertebrae. She's gotten a tad incontinent. It's sad.

However, she seems to be fairly healthy. Her eyes are bright and her fur is shiny, and she doesn't wheeze as much as she used to. We may have her around for a while yet.

It's weird that pets get older. I mean, it's not weird, really, it's perfectly natural... but to think that my furry friend, were her age to be put into human equivalence, would be in her late seventies? My rat is as old as my grandmother?

Speaking of my grandmother, Gynnemer goes in for her first round of chemo tomorrow. She's so down-to-earth and brave about it. Putting poison in your body to kill the monster that's eating you alive; I think I'd be scared shitless. It's all too sudden, you know? I keep thinking about how I'm starting a whole new chapter in my life, and she might be ending hers. I don't know.

School is wonderful, for those of you who have been asking. Wonderful people, wonderful teachers, wonderful course material, wonderful wonderful wonderful. I'm so happy to have made this decision.
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