T’s starting to feel better, I think. Better enough to sleep in a shoebox, anyway.
T now hides from me when I get up for work (under the guest bed, she’s not that good at hiding). She’s learned that sometimes when I get up for work she has to go to the vet.
Telling her that she only has to go to the vet on Wednesdays doesn’t help.
iPhones have this weird little feature that lets you take ultra-short (3 sec) movies instead of taking boring old still pics. They call it “Live”.
I accidentally took a ‘live’ pic while taking a flash pic of Tricksey’s radiation markings.
And then I found an app which would turn that live pic into a GIF.
And now I’m off to learn something else.
The radiation beam has to be applied to exactly the right place, so as to avoid over-irradiating sensitive areas like her spine, brain, eyes, etc.. To that end, the vet shaved one side of her face and neck and drew alignment marks on Tricksey’s neck with a Sharpie.
This mockingbird is determined to get into our house. Every day, multiple times a day, he tries to fly through the windows. Gently so far; he just flaps up against them for a few seconds then goes away for while. Pepper has permanently camped out in front of the front door – waiting for him to get through the window there. This pic is from the window next to my desk.
Tricksey is currently under sedation at the vet. She’s having trouble swallowing. No idea what’s wrong, but the vet is going to take a look.
Best of luck, T.
Leaves are just starting to turn here in NC.