If you follow either of us on twitter (@reesah and @marigotc, respectively), you’ve probably seen us mention a health crisis one of our cats is having. In November of 2011, we
stole rescued a litter of feral kittens from our backyard, sweetened them up, and got them adopted out to various friends and family members. Except for two, Widget and Burke, who stayed with us. Because we’re huge suckers.
Miss Burke, at only a year and a half old, has been losing weight, and as she is one of our permakittens(tm), she didn’t have it to lose. We’ve been round and round, through a dozen tests, a blood transfusion, riding the cancer/not cancer roller coaster. It’s exhausting, and as awful as it seems to us, I can only imagine how it must be for her.
We’ve been working slowly on our current projects- In Discretion, a Ylendrian Empire story about secrets and the people who keep them, and Inside Job, a sequel (of indeterminate length) to The Slipstream Con. Wordcount isn’t where we want it to be, but we’re still making progress. Which reminds me, I should go make progress.
If you wanted to send a good thought or two towards the improved health of Miss BurkeBurke, it would be appreciated.