Gad, and I thought we were slaves to our late cat. We’re amateurs.
Warren, Connecticut. It’s raining so time for a little kitchen table macro fun. This is the syringe of methimazole that we give our 19.5 year old cat for hyperthyroidism two times a day. We’ve been doing this for many years now and her thyroid condition is under control. These "dosings" are not her favorite time of day and she attempts to hide if she thinks I’ve got the syringe in hand.
This image is about 2 inches edge to edge.
This image is about 1 inch edge to edge.
Warren, Connecticut. Our wonderful old black cat who is now all gray had her nineteenth birthday today. She’s quite arthritic and has a tough time getting around these days and her thyroid needs medication twice a day but she does have her moments and we do our best to keep her happy. The Kitty was born a month before I met Anne and has been with us through three houses and many happy times. She’s what Anne calls a "professional cat" which I’m told is one who eats her kills. These days the kills are in her dreams.
Our friend Gary is visiting and took this picture. The Kitty is getting very old and fragile and is shedding like mad for some reason but she’s still kicking at 18 and a half.
Warren, Connecticut. I got these small stuffed cats at my favorite Japanese handmade paper store in LA a while back. They’re too small to be pincushions so they’re simply dust collectors (or stuffed hello kitties). They’ve just earned their keep by posing for this shot.
Happy Holidays to all of our friends both offline and online (analog and digital). Anne and I hope you’re warm, dry, safe, and happy wherever you are.