It's been quite a toasty summer so far, and Timmy and Glenwood are slow-moving. Actually, Timmy is not moving at all. He is parked in the middle of the foyer, and I just have to operate around his sizeable mass.
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| Timmy in July in Brooklyn |
I got a voice message from Dr. Ryan last night, and it sounds like Glenwood's surgery could be this fall. I'm doing twice-daily ear-digging lately, as the heat is making her extra-productive. She purrs through it; I sit on her. After the surgery, I'm going to have to sandblast this apartment to remove all traces of her head-shaking. I just found some ear goo on a drawing, and that is about the limit of what I can tolerate.
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