Our routine with Neko has gone from hope to life management. We have no firm news on what the mass in her stomach is but will soon and from the looks of things, it’s irrelevant as to what and more to a when. So, my old lady cat who is immortalized in the Dirty series will probably be leaving us soon. She’s had a great life and is extremely spoiled. She’s wanted for nothing since coming into this house and has mothered every animal who has come through the door except for her nemesis Yoshi.
Yoshi disdains all other creatures without thumbs. She smacks the dog on the head just because he’s eating his own food. She’s that pissy. But she loves me and is in constant search of the perfect belly rub.
Tam Kitteh continues to do well. He comes for his insulin and noms then goes back to roaming the house so he can nap in every soft spot he can find. He has a schedule. He will also come and sniff at you if there’s the potential for a snack. He is a furry stomach. I should have called him Sporran or Haggis.
Gus Gus is a dog. He will mourn Neko. She is his one true love. But for now, he’s there to curl up against if she wants to.