For the most part life has gone on and been on hold at the same time.
Domino has cancer. Most likely. We do know she has a tumor and there is no way we're operating on a 17 year old cat. Besides, it's wrapped around her gall bladder ducts and liver so they probably couldn't get it all anyway. So she is on Predisone twice a day which she LOVES getting, NOT!
On the 17th I was told to expect at most two more months with her. Damn it. I just lost one in June! Domino is my knitting buddy. She loves to sit right next to me and occasionally put her paw out to say "Mommy, can you pet me?" It's going to be hard to lose her. Then again, it's hard to lose ANY of them.
I've been knittng various things, though my last pair of socks are going to have to be ripped out and totally redone. Leg too tight and foot too loose. At least I know what I did and I think I can fix it. One person suggested I give them away and start over. Anyone want them?