getting old
G: I recently turned 39 (for real,
first time!) and have other proof that I'm getting old. I've got
BPPV - benign paroxysmal
positional vertigo. I get dizzy when I lie down or move my head in
certain ways. I'm trying the maneuvers to get rid of it, and it may
clear up on it's own. But it's annoying.

Mango is getting
old and her body is starting to break down. A while back she started
drinking a lot of water, and it turned out her kidneys are not
functioning 100%. She's on a special diet for that, which is supposed
to help - but it's not really natural for cats - it's high carbohydrate
(more protein puts strain on the kidneys). Recently a condition she
gets periodically flared up - an ulcer on her lip, and she usually gets
a cortisone shot (or two) for it and it clears up. She's been getting
these shots since she was less than a year old, and she's 13 now. And
they've always carried the risk of diabetes. I noticed she was eating
and drinking a LOT, and her stomach was distended. I took her in to the
vet again and her glucose was way up - she'd been eating a lot because
the food was not satisfying her body since it couldn't process the
glucose. So she'll be starting insulin shots soon. It may be temporary,
but I think a lot of things are breaking down and she's probably near
the end.
Katy is doing great. She is the sweetiest and she makes me so happy.
I completely finished the desk - John and I bought nice handles for it
and he and Kory carried it up to the bedroom. I want to line the
drawers with fabric before putting my jewelry in there.
Today was the last day that you could visit a Kwik-E-Mart— and TVTom
and I went to the one near here. It was fun to see. I was tempted to
get a sprinkalicious donut, even though I don't like donuts! Just to
partake of the fun. But I didn't. Tom bought a six pack of buzz cola
for a party, though.
a bunch of animals
J: Here's a crazy extrapolation
I've thought of lately: Just as people who kill and torture animals are
more likely to be mean to other people, so whole societies that torture
and kill animals on a large scale become more likely to do the same to
people.
In hindsight it hardly surprises me that our horrible methods of
factory farming
(e.g. the overcrowding and painful deaths of animals) are echoed by
overcrowded prisons and "interrogation techniques." And just as parts
of the mind of a psychopath ignore his own acts of depravity, so parts
of our society choose to ignore the sources of their own food. From
there it is only a small step to put the blinders on when, for example,
human beings are taken to
other countries,
where they are tortured and killed.
It is easy to point out that pigs and people are not the same, but I
argue that no matter how different they are from us, the ways we treat
our animals modify the ways we treat each other. And when we dismiss
the non-human animals' plight for so long, we form habits that, as our
society "matures", enable us to disregard the egregious treatments of
human animals.