Seizure cat.


Edda’s seizures are coming back. Slowly but surely. I need to call the neurologist. I don’t want to call him, I just want them to go away by themselves. Such is my life. Living in my world involves some denial. I think that is OK. I’d like to have a cat, but I really can not take care of one more thing right now – even though I know cats almost just take care of themselves. I found this lovey cat outside our garage the other day – paused enough for a little pet.

Look at these beautiful photos taken with a large DSLR camera. Can’t compare to an iPhone. “Rage, rage against the dying of the light” – I’m raging against the inevitability of owing a phone with my camera in it. That day will come.


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