Abby and I have been feeling a fair amount of mutual anxiety about Maximum Speed Boulevard, our 14-year-old smooth coat Chihuahua. He’s old: he’s not getting around well, he doesn’t see well, he can’t hear at all, he has terrible breath from bad teeth, and he wheezes uncomfortably all the time. We felt it possible we would need to have him euthanized, and it weighed upon us.
I took him to our vet yesterday, fully prepared to do that, but the ride to town alone seemed to cheer him up, and our vet gave him a couple of different meds, including one for his heart murmur.
So, with our oldest beloved pet still above ground, Abby and I settled into a normal Monday, though Abby’s stress manifests very physically, so she needed a nap, so we enjoyed one.
Last night I attended Open Mic Nyte at its new location, The Grandview. There’s plenty of room there, but for some reason a lot of the regulars didn’t or couldn’t make it. Still, I love café culture, and will continue to go, and if I can find time, I’ll try to find more of those kinds of events.