1. Lest anyone think Tiki has been forgotten, I'll have you know that I felt his beady eyes on the back of my neck a while ago. He was standing in a sunny spot on the floor, just north of a comfy dog bed that was NOT in the sun spot. He used his Beagle Mind Powers to get me to get up and check on him and then move the dog bed into the sun for him, where he is currently all hunkered down and napping happily.
2. Kirby started chemo on Monday. Once every two weeks for about 5 months. We expect he's got about 9-10 months. He's refusing to eat dog food, but he was quite pleased with the chicken and rice I cooked for him last night. No thanks on the sweet potatoes, which he's liked before. He hasn't lost his appetite, he's just being a pain in the ass. He probably overheard the oncologist telling us to feed him whatever he'll eat that won't blow out his gall bladder (that means an all ice-cream diet plan is out), and he's going to hold out for better fare. Willful creature. *sigh*
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So, when does kirby start on a diet of rib-eye steaks and potatoes au gratin?
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