Holy guacamole. I haven’t posted since July. I’m going to blame school. Developments:
Poor Nart had to go to sleep. She was so sick, and in September she wasn’t able to keep her balance, or keep food down at all. She went from 9 pounds to 6. We made the tough choice and she went to sleep at the end of September. Poor little Nart.
After more than a month of missing Nart, and missing have a cat around the house, we went to the Northampton SPCA and found an enormous ginger cat we called Fat Tony. He’s fit right into our house, and knocks Roxy around regularly. Interests include watching people shower, playing fetch, and showing everyone his junk.
If you thought of all the things about Nart that made her Nart, and chose the opposite, that’d be Fat Tony. He’s enormous (18 pounds). He’s friendly. He plays. He likes to be where we are. He doesn’t take the dog’s crap. He’s been fitting into our home very well, and Scott has another male in the house finally.
I’ll be spending my weekend working on making my sewing room usable again. It’s funny how things just get put in there…