I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
In this shot, you can kind of see how his left eye is clouded. The pupil was also affected, but the vet says he's learned to compensate, and he's not walking into walls or anything, so that's good.
Between Soda and Pony, they've got one good set of eyes between them.
I think I need a basement cat. I have one that sleeps 23.75 hours a day and only wakes up to eat and go to the bathroom. The other of course is Norbert. We were feeding a neighbour's cat but it moved away.
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In this shot, you can kind of see how his left eye is clouded. The pupil was also affected, but the vet says he's learned to compensate, and he's not walking into walls or anything, so that's good.
Between Soda and Pony, they've got one good set of eyes between them.
I think I need a basement cat. I have one that sleeps 23.75 hours a day and only wakes up to eat and go to the bathroom. The other of course is Norbert. We were feeding a neighbour's cat but it moved away.
A basements cat would be nice!
I have one Basement Cat (Soda), one Ceiling Cat (Tinks, the foster), and Sodapop, who is orange, so I guess that would make him Sun Cat?
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