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Sep 22, 2024

Halloween

Halloween

Halloween is the second most important day of the calendar year (second only to August 2nd, my Cancervercery). So important that the collage I constructed is chaotic and wonderful compared to what's come before.

I want to see another Halloween. Halloween is my present stretch goal at 112 hospice days, if I make it past Thanksgiving I'll make some plans for it.

I'm going* to see another Thanksgiving. I'm going to enjoy the best turkey drumstick (with the crispiest, best spiced skin) and pumpkin pie (with real whipped cream). Obviously, I'm sharing that turkey with the poodles. Thanksgiving is at day 95.

Today, I've lived in hospice for 73 days. I've been in hospital longer, but we count from my happy hospice home, the place all you wonderful people came to visit me and brighten my life. And here's hoping the second best holiday gets to do the same.

*In case error, enjoy an autumn sunset with your favourite seasonal drink. I'm fond of pumpkin spice ice caps, cellar temperature Guinness (the zero alcohol is excellent and what I'd be drinking), extra chocolatey hot chocolate, vanilla porters (any brand, alcohol free or otherwise), Coke (obviously), or a perfect glass of ice water (ideally sourced from the Canadian Shield, but not required). Repeat annually as memorial as desired.

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Sep 22, 2024

Thomasin Visit

Thomasin Visit

After a long hiatus, Thomasin finally made it back to hospice yesterday! Her first visits were very tentative, and it took her ages to leave the kennel. This time was more of a "to hell with these bars, there's exploring to do," and much exploring was done.

Today she really showed off her gregarious personality, love of exploration and just a little bit of daring. The exact combination that brought her from a successful street beggar cat in Balm Beach to become the chubby, hqppy well cared for house cat she's bedom these years later.

It's nice to know that she's still got all those skills, though.

She's never been a grudge cat, so if she happened to be holding a fridge for moving her from the only home we've ever known (Balm Beach) only to abandon her shortly after for the hospital, she was over it in fifteen minutes of exploring and several cat treats. I think that's just how long it took her to calm down. Hopefully next time she's sleepier, and the weather is cooler, and we can share that little nap.

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