two purple gloves, and a partridge in a spare tree.

Blackjack is back from the vet with a snazzy new splint. They took xrays and blood tests. Results today. He is gimping around more easily every day, and purring quite a lot when being petted, hand fed, and cooed over. Mostly, he curls up on the down comforter in the bedroom and practices his power napping.
I have requests for pop-up paws. Oh dear (back of wrist held to forehead in a Little Nell sort of pose) I'll have to go shopping for yarn! See the dust? This is what remains of Roxie's goodbye today! CHAAAARGE!!!
Oh you evil thing you...there's not much I wouldn't give up for warm socks...(I've got a draft hitting my feet right now that would freeze the nads off snow-cricket...) I'm glad Blackjack is feeling better... I bet he's milking the attention for all he can get!
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