mucho hugs

today i had to go to the vet to pick up food and medicine for koobs. when i pulled in i saw a family with their golden retriever in the parking lot. i could tell by the looks on their faces that they were about to put him down. he looked old and when i walked by i could see his hair was falling out.
i was also there to pick up my keys from the trusty kitty sitter. she gushed about how good and fat koobs is looking these days!

then i had to walk past the family again who were now walking the dog around the lot for the last time. i cried in my car on the way home. then i hugged koobs a lot.

fed up

koobs has been taking medicine for one year and ten days. and as of about 30 days ago, she decided she didn't want to take it any more. so now we fight every day. she used to take medicine in the morning so now she hides under the bed in the morning. she tries to run away when she is getting fluids. she scratches and puts up a fight when i give her pills. and if she senses that you're getting the medicine out, she's back under the bed. you've got to have a sneak attack.

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here koobs demonstrates how she can brush herself.