improbability

He remembers how he got here. I don’t. I’m not sure I ever asked, but through time, patience, and persistence, his name became a familiar one to me. Emails winged back and forth between Australia and the States on a slow, irregular basis, until eventually they were anticipated and savored things. At some point, I took for granted that from time to time, Lukas’s name would pop up in my inbox, with updates and thoughts and reactions.

Chocolate chip banana bread

Before I forget – again – I’m lodging this recipe from esmerel, who says I must make this at least once and try it:

Makes 2 loaves

Pentatonic progress

Might as well say it bluntly: I’ve needed time to resume sewing after losing Tenzing. It’s hard to lose your furry sewing buddy and leap right back into the hobby like nothing happened. I’m still not really really all the way back on the horse, but I’m getting there. I’m working my way through a few projects, but I’ve started focusing on the long-paused “Pentatonic.” I spread out the quilt, started assessing what I had cut, and realized I was further along than I’d originally expected.

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Good night, kitty-kid.

In the end, it was indeed Tenzing’s heart. It was likely quietly giving out for some time, just as we’d been told two years ago it would, and what ended up starting it all was a thrown blood clot somewhere around his right shoulder. 

As the day went on, fluid started building up in his lungs. He struggled to breathe, even with sedation.

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kitty-kid

I rushed Tenzing to the vet’s this morning. It doesn’t look good. He was carrying his right front paw limply and screeching to wake me up at 5am today, and I hoped it was just a physical injury. The vet believes we are looking at either a catastrophic neurological problem, a stroke, or something physical like a slipped disc that would cause numbness.

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