Stacy Horn

I took this shot of a bug under the skylight in the roof of my building. I wasn’t using macro, this is just a quick snapshot of a bug maybe 4 or 5 feet above me. It’s not a great photograph or anything, but amazing for just a quick snapshot. Poor bug.

Buddy Update: He ate a complete breakfast of the Fancy Feast Shredded Turkey and Cheese. A solid, complete and total meal’s worth!! So I’ll be buying a few more cans of this today.

The thing is, he liked the Meox Mix dry food last night, but not this morning, so I suspect he may decide he doesn’t like the Fancy Feast Shredded Turkey and Cheese when I try it again. I’m also going to try the probiotics. And maybe something called Gastriplex. And Omega 3 fish oil.

Yesterday I put up a minimized version of my snow fort for the bird feeder and it didn’t snow!

Buddy Update: Diarrhea bad, eating finicky to the extreme.

The oncologist said I need to give the chemotherapy a month. But Buddy only ate a little today and minutes ago he completely diarrhetic. That said, he does seem better to me. He’s out and about more. Here he was earlier today for instance, sitting my lap looking at … YOU!

Chemo Cat is still beautiful.

Tomorrow I’m going to buy Meow Mix as Citizen Reader suggested. Oh, and he ate some of the Friskies that Melissa suggested. He licked the sauce part and left the rest. It’s something.

There’s my sister-in-law Karen, Karen in North Carolina, and Karen in Indiana. Any other Karens out there?

UPDATE: Karen in Canada!

And, we have another birder, Barbara in Vermont! Behold the tufted titmouse at her feeder.

I took this last night, walking home from choir rehearsal. This is looking up 5th Avenue from the corner of 11th Street. It’s blurry, but I like it. Snow!!

Chemo-Cat Update: I’m supposed to wear gloves when I handle Buddy’s chemo pills, but the first time I opened the bottle I spilled all the pills and picked up every last one with my bare hands. “Oops.” Buddy is a great pill-taking cat, but when I put the gloves on to give him the chemo-pill he freaked. God knows what memory that evoked. I think I may forego the gloves.

A few seconds of handling this tiny pill. How dangerous can it be really? (Boy does that ever have the ring of “famous last words.”)

Anyway, I’m really looking forward to watching last night’s Lost!