Ainsleygrimm is actually a knitting friend of mine who also happens to be a fellow
Which brings me to part two of today's entry - today is the 1-year anniversary of Robin's diagnosis. I'm happy to say that he's still doing very well. A few of his numbers are creeping up - unfortunately, that's just something we'll have to learn to accept. Overall, our vet is very pleased with how he is doing and I still hold out hope that we have many cuddly years to spend with our little buddy. Now that I work from home, Robin & his sister Tilly are my constant companions (I like to refer to them as my 'coworkers'), and they're really awesome cats to have around!
It may seem like a lot of work when you have a sick kitty - Robin gets pills in the morning and evening, 100-150 cc's of fluids every day, and is on a special low-protein diet (meaning we have to feed the cats in separate rooms). Trust me, it's not as tough as it seems, and it's totally worth it - as you can see, Robin repays me every day with love and snuggles. There are days when he follows me around the house because he just wants to be where I am. Sometimes, he just wants to spend the day in his room (the enclosed porch), lying on the massage table that's set up to catch the late-day sunlight. He loves hanging out with me in the kitchen while I'm cooking, and often will sit in an empty chair at the table when I'm having lunch (he's also been known to join us for dinner). Every morning, he literally is jumping up and down and hanging off of the kitchen counter as I dish out his favorite meal of the day (the extremely stinky but apparently delicious Royal Canin LP Morsels in Gravy).
|He's got good taste: A Merino/Silk and BFL Roving pillow|