Thursday, October 27, 2011

October



A heavy, warm rain. The horse chestnuts have turned a gold-brown though the silver birch, apart from the odd yellow leaf, remains stalwartly green, resisting the steady march towards winter. In the next few days I'll phone the gardener to arrange for the final tidying up session of the season. Lavender to cut back, ditto lemon balm. Lawn to mow. The dying laurel bush to be despatched.

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A nervous week. The cat - already on a special renal diet - started drinking more water than usual. A while ago I was warned by the vet that this could be a sign that the feline Grim Reaper is sharpening his scythe. In the last 24 hours the drinking has diminished but to be on the safe side we are taking him in for blood tests. A friend has been roped in for assistance - at 5+ kilos he is far too heavy for me to carry at the moment.

We've had these scares before but I'm aware of the fleetingness of life, even for one seemingly so resilient. When the time does come - be it next week, next month or next year - it will be very hard without him.

7 comments:

Dale said...

Oh, I hope he's okay! xoxo

Sky said...

i have been there (twice) and know the associated feelings well. hoping you two have more time together.

mm said...

Ah, Dale, thank you. Me too.

Sky: such a pleasure to see you here again. Logic says that at his age our time is limited, but there's part of me that expects him to be immortal!

herhimnbryn said...

Dear Cat, be ok.

Beautiful image mm.

mm said...

Thank you HHB. x

Leslee said...

Oh, poor kitty. It's so stressful to worry over our little beloved ones. Hope he's okay.

mm said...

Leslee, thanks. He's still here, still happy!