Shock(s) of the Day

All right-ey, so self has already informed dear blog readers of the events of last night, when Gracie again presented with dread symptoms: inability to walk, listlessness, lack of appetite, and so forth and so on.

Today, self decided to stay home and observe her, and made an appointment with the vet for Saturday noon.

At about mid-day, self forgot that she was supposed to be keeping an eagle eye on Gracie: that is, she disappeared into her office and began writing a story. Happy happy joy joy! When she emerged, it took her a minute or two to realize that Gracie’s pillow was bare. If dear blog readers recall, the li’l crit was quite unable to walk, and had to be carried to and from the backyard by self, in order to do her business.

Self ran to the backyard. Looked hither and thither. Spotted li’l crit right in the middle of the garden, walking nimbly along the edge of a flower bed, nose to the ground. Then, as self watched, the li’l crit very delicately deposited Read the rest of this entry »

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