Stacy Horn

I used to drum in a band called Manhattan Samba. The band still exists, and most of the people in the photo still drum, but it’s been a while for me. I still love my former bandmates though, thank you Maddie and Hamilton for hosting this dinner party! (Damnit, I think I’m kinda tall, but once again, here is proof that I am not. Not that it matters, but it’s always a surprise.)

It can’t be today. I’ve got work to do, and social plans I can’t cancel. But tomorrow we can laze about and take it easy. Here’s a shot from this summer, showing business as usual at our house. Finney is sleeping on my work, and Bleecker is sleeping on the router (which must be warm).

Finney’s prognosis has gone from bad to horrible, and a prosthetic leg is now off the table. The vet said the tumor is massive and deep, and they’re now saying they’d need to remove part of his pelvis as well. We’ll discuss all the options when the results are back, but it’s highly unlikely I’d put him through removing that much of his body. My questions are going to be more geared toward how long can I keep him comfortable and pain-free.

I took off the cone of shame as soon as I got him home and I’m watching him. I don’t think he can reach the spot where the sutures are, and I’d like to spare him that if I could.

I’m dropping Finney off for the biopsy. If it comes back positive they are recommending amputating his leg. Now, I know pets can do very well on three legs, but this is a sixteen year old cat with very bad arthritis in his back legs. He barely walks now, which means he’d have to balance his back end on one bad leg. He has to use pet stairs to get onto the couch! Will he be able to climb stairs?? A friend recommended a prosthetic leg, which I’m going to investigate, but I don’t know how I’m going to pay for the amputation (credit card) much less a prosthetic leg. Right now I’m hoping against hope that I don’t have to make these decisions.

People park cars, bikes, and now children’s scooters. This was outside P.S. 3 on Hudson Street.

I was telling my sister-in-law Robin Horn, who is a tile artist, about the incredible tile art throughout the New York City subway system. I was at the New-York Historical Society yesterday, which is the same stop as the American Museum of Natural History. There’s some great tile work there. This is just one of many, there’s a lot to see at this one stop.

A close-up of a section from the same wall.