. . . have been unbelievably bad around here. One member of the family dead (a natural death at an advanced age, but still hard), another member diagnosed with not one, but two life-threatening diseases, a third raped and suffering from PTSD. Beloved husband and I have been coping, but just barely. Even the noble dog and the bloody cat have been affected by the stress in the house. In case you were wondering, that’s why you haven’t heard from me for so long.
The repercussions continue, but I hope (always hope) that I will be able to start posting things again soon.
Alas, the poor cat. Older daughter was recently hospitalized, so we took her dog into our house to care for until she was well enough to deal with him again. The dog is a huge beast, of uncertain genetic heritage, and a total sweetheart. Unfortunately, though, his idea of showing affection involves a lot of leaping around, barking, and wrestling, and our little feline is terrified of him. So in the end we had to place her in a boarding kennel, for her own peace of mind. Hoping to bring her home today, but Hobbes (the huge beast) is still with us, so we will have to find a way to keep her calm and the two of them apart for a little bit longer.
I’ve been out of commission for a while (sick), so no posts. However, I’ve got several pieces in the works, so I hope to post more soon.