And like I said, life does go on...
Maera seems to have developed a UTI. I understand that this is not uncommon in female dogs, particularly young ones. We took her in to see the vet last week, as soon as I started to notice that something was wrong: there were a couple of potty accidents in the house, and several additional attempts to potty once outside. They gave us an antibiotic and an anti-inflammatory after testing her urine and finding bacteria. I have to laugh at how much easier it is to give her antibiotics than it is for us to do the same for one of the cats... push the pills into a piece of hot dog, offer hot dog to Maera. Gulp. End of story.
We've been trying to play with the dogs a little more in the yard. A tired Maera is a much better-behaved Maera, and it's good for Argos to be a little bit less lazy as well. Usually they can be convinced to chase each other around and around the yard, sometimes we need to throw one of their toys for them to go get. Sometimes, it takes getting down on the ground with them for a little friendly wrestling match.
|Mom, what are you doing on the ground?|
|No, really? What ARE you doing?|
As for the cats, I think that they miss Mitchell. Well, Charlotte doesn't. Charlotte probably would be happy if all of the other cats vanished.
|What do you mean that I can't be Queen without other feline subjects?|
So that's really our lives right now... the cats are getting used to being Three again, doing lots of snuggling with us in the process, and the dogs are completely unaware that we're short one cat.
Everyone keep your fingers crossed that poor Maera's UTI clears up ASAP.