Got to give some love to our pet babies, so here is an update on the furry kids. Catfish had a bad relapse with his eye. It was completely white and dead-looking. Very gross. I took him to the eye doctor in Tally; he drives over from Jax once a week to cure the eye problems of Tallahassee's animals. They scraped his eyeball. Yes, that's right. I said it. Scraped. His eyeball. Now, I've helped out at the vet's office on a few minor surgeries (abscess drainings, stitches/staple removings) and I never get weak in the knees or grossed out. I had to step away from that one. Poor cat - but he didn't flinch or even make a sound. They've said it before, and they said it again, he's a cool cat. Basically his immune system is attacking his cornea as if it is a foreign body. They don't know why. Anyway, we started him on a new topical steroid eyedrop and it has worked wonders.
Mullet is still her wonderful, crotchety old self. Still hopping up onto the fridge and up on the upper cabinets at 18 years old. She's pretty amazing.
Lindy and Jake have been digging the yard to pieces hunting moles, but what can you do? They think they're "helping." They're sweet puppies, and they're really enjoying getting to sleep inside because of the cold weather.
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