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On to the Specialist

Sam finished a round of antibiotics but is still showing no signs of improvement. He’s due to see a specialist on Monday as whatever is bothering him is a bit unusual and not responding to the normal treatments. On the plus side, while it takes multiple feedings to get him to eat all his food, he is digesting it well enough that he hasn’t lost any weight, and isn’t in any pain other than the discomfort in his GI tract. He is as snuggly as ever, our little medical mystery, but I’m not in the mood for mysteries.

The Ascent of Shadow

You Don’t Look Dorky, You Look Elizabethan!

Emma wasn’t buying it.

Ten Years Gone

Templeton died just over ten years ago on December 8, 2007. This little fellow changed my life. I took this picture while he was recuperating from surgery in January 2006.

Brothers at the Window

Sam and Boo sitting side-by-side atop the cat tree, watching out my office window. Taken with perhaps my favorite camera/lens combination ever, the Sony A6500 and the Sony-Zeiss 24mm. There isn’t much room between the edge of the cat tree and the wall, I’m standing with the camera held at Sam’s eye level, I tilted the screen so I could see the image and tapped to set the focus on the fur above his eye. Not a particularly slow shutter speed but I wasn’t in the stablest of camera positions so the image stabilization was appreciated. Really glad I picked up this camera in the spring, it has finally my solved my desire for a small walk-around camera.

The Lap Cat

Sam has always been a lap cat, here snuggled into my lap as we curled up on my love seat. I’ll let you guess where he is as I type this. We started him on antibiotics today to see if it will improve the digestive issues that have haunted him the past month, here’s hoping.

Light From Heaven

I Have Emerged From the Box and I Understand the World

Maybe you can explain it to me, little one, as I don’t understand it at all.

I, Pinned to the Earth, Yet My Soul Soars to Heaven

That You Might Take Me With You, Wherever You Shall Go

I have this romantic notion that at least one hair from each of our pets will follow me all the days of my life, so that on my deathbed I will have a piece of them with me. A romantic notion but not a realistic one. In day-to-day life, however, I’m quite confident I do carry each of our current pets with me, and Trixie is doing her duty to make sure of it as she sleeps on my clean T-shirt. In the picture below, Trixie doesn’t usually sleep in my desk chair but she loves the feel of these hoodies.