A select group of people have dropped in this week to bid Houdini adieu. Despite our best efforts, her colitis has remained largely unchanged. She's alive, hydrated, and as well as possible — but it's just not well enough. She's lethargic and uncomfortable, although not above a nice bask in a sunny window, as this picture was taken yesterday shows. At 14, it's time.
Lise has graciously offered her help to take Houdini and I to see v-e-t Daren one last time this evening. She has been a wonderful and interesting companion to both myself and to her feline friend George who crossed this same bridge in February.
So today I'll leave you with a haiku, written by her friend and neighbour from Elm Street.
long Arborea's dragon,