I don't blog as often as I used to. Heck, if you wander around LiveJournal for a while you'll see there are a lot of accounts that haven't been updated in months -- that includes personal and community accounts. I couldn't tell you how many of those were still active on a private or friends-only level ( Read more... )

This morning I was getting ready for work and could have sworn I smelled something. I think it was Martha's butt, because I found no doodies anywhere and the smell went away as quickly as it arrived. If she is a farty cat I guess I'll deal with it. She hasn't been much of a lap cat, really. Farty lap cats aren't my ideal companion...

I didn't smell ( Read more... )

I have determined that whatever is causing my sore throat is INSIDE this house. I don't know what it is or how I can pinpoint it, I just know that my throat is sore to the point where singing is difficult and I often have a dry cough. In addition to that I am also suffering from super-dry sinuses and my eyes are intermittently on fire. This ( Read more... )

I found a cat to keep me company. Her name is Martha and she looks a lot like Grady except for her emerald green eyes and a thin patch of white fur on her belly. She's not nearly as talkative, though. We still haven't moved beyond knowing glances and the occasional squeak. She does like catnip ( Read more... )

The band took a hiatus... accidentally. We had three weeks of no rehearsal for one reason or another (illness, work, family emergency) and just got back together this week. Funny how now that we're back in sync and I'm finding the energy to book shows again everyone is going on vacation. We won't play another show until late August. By then we ( Read more... )

Every time I think I'm calm enough to not be shaken by the thought, something comes up. Today it was going to the grocery store after work and thinking "we should get home to feed Grady or he'll be really pushy," only to remember that he's gone ( Read more... )

«What's the matter?»
I'm just sad.
«Sad? I don't understand.»
I'm sad because I miss you. It's not the same without you here.
«But I'm with you now. I always will be, just without tuna.»
Yeah, that... I can't do tuna anymore because it reminds me of you.
«Your loss.»
Don't be cruel.
«I still don't understand. I'm with you like I always have been ( Read more... )

Grady just let me know, in so many words, that he's ready. «I think I'm done here,» he mewed. «It's been a lot of fun. Thanks for the tuna. Can I get a shoulder ride?» Little buddy, if I thought you had the strength to stay up there, I'd build you a perch and wear it all the time.

I have some phone calls to make.

Yesterday Grady began to respond a little more to conversation than he had been earlier in the week. "Grady, are you hungry?" Ears perk up. «Yeah... I could eat. Is it tuna?» There were a few occasions where he actually cleaned his plate. The vomiting he had during Christmas weekend went away once I began pureeing his food. I am debating ( Read more... )

I originally posted this as a note on FB:

I posted a status last month that Grady's days were numbered. The vet confirmed this tonight, declaring Grady officially "in hospice" until the time comes when he either decides to go on his own or he is no longer comfortable. For now, he is comfortable and friendly if not terribly active. He spends ( Read more... )