Update from Emily…
She said she’s getting weak from lack of exercise. I told her to drink out of my water dish but she declined, and said she was just going wither away. I asked who would feed me, if she did that and she said, “That’s a good enough reason to live, I guess.”
She wants to walk her miles outside but she has to wait until she sees the doctor sometime next week. I asked if she was as afraid of the doctor as I am of the vet and she said no, so that’s good.
She went to the last family Christmas party yesterday and had fun. Her hair didn’t look too terrifying and she wore a black flower in it to hold it back. She said she needs to cut it but can’t, so I shouldn’t expect her to look much better soon. I’m kind of getting used to seeing her this new way, in Bon Jovi, Snoopy, cat and other weird pants. I like the Vegas ones, as well as the pants with the flamingos. She wears everything with white tank tops so she can get her arm in and out easily. She’s doing her exercises. Her human daughter is an OT so therapy won’t be a problem. She still reminds me of a zombie but I won’t tell her that because of all the monsters and undead she likes them the least.
She reads..a LOT. And she got a few more hours of sleep. When I see her sleeping I wake her up so she knows she’s getting some sleep. She always thanks me and tells me what a good cat I am.
Well, that’s about it. Time for another nap.
on March 12, 2022