Busy week here. My mother turns 91 on Wednesday, so I'm making some plans for that (although no big party this year at her request). My kitty Gus is hanging in there. He looks clumsy and bloated, but so far seems to feel pretty good -- still enjoys eating, sleeping curled up with his sister, and being scratched behind his ears. His breathing still seems to be fine.
I spent the evening with my nephew -- the one recovering from knee surgery following his soccer injury. Look at the fortune he got in his fortune cookie tonight:
