Waiting

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I dropped Buddy off at the vet at 8am for his biopsy, which means abdominal surgery, a big deal in itself just to find out what’s wrong with him. My poor little guy. They’ll call me this afternoon. If he’s not too drugged out I can take him home at the end of the day.

I had a terrible revelation last night at choir. We’re working on the Brahms Requiem. The last time I sang this was exactly ten years ago, and just before we started working on it my cat Veets died of cancer. Ten years later and the very cat I got when Veets died may now have cancer and here I am singing the Requiem again. I even wrote “Veets Theme” in several places in the score because the music made me think of him.

On my way to rehearsal, I took a bunch of pictures of the kinds of things in the windows of the antique stores along the way. The weird things that people make and buy.

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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5 thoughts on “Waiting

  1. It’s been awhile since I’ve read your blog, and I am so very sorry to hear about Buddy. The waiting is the horrible part. I went through this last Sept. with my Zelig, 4 weeks of trying to find out what was wrong. I really hope with all my might that you get some good news tomorrow. Will be thinking of you and will check in tomorrow.

    Lisa

  2. Hi Stacy,

    I’m saying a little prayer for you and your little buddy too. Hope all will be ok.

    Heidi

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