My boy, Jefferson is on the blanket, with his bulging belly showing as he naps. He had 4 teeth pulled a couple of days ago due to a mouth infection. I was afraid he was going to die like Turtle who never recovered from the teeth cleaning she got.

He is prescribed soft food and a pain killer to manage to get it down, so I am very happy that he is able to eat and have a fat little belly.

I was so hurt when Turtle died. I saw her being unable to eat or drink and starving to death. Seeing her beautiful little yellow eyes in pain!

Every day I can hold a cat in my hands and stroke it is another day that my presence on this planet is fulfilling. To live in support of others is to live. I wish I was better at it.

The couch supports me with little complaint.