Gut pain, serious, continual gut pain. We’re having her checked by the vet asap. Getting her home, she couldn’t even stand to be put in a carrier: I carried her back to the house in my arms, very carefully. She’s drinking, she’s eating, but she’s been unable to keep food down and she’s mad and hurting; which means she hit Eushu with no punches pulled, which means Eushu attacks back with the force of a bowling-ball, and then she gets really upset, because it really hurt. It was like that. They fought. This didn’t help either of them.

We’re having an evening. THis was going to be a great week: the long (48 year) postponed trip to see Crater Lake, room at the lodge, Jane and I and OSG, for OSG’s birthday, and we have to cancel. OSG’s been incredibly understanding and sweet about it, and we are just so sorry to screw things up. It’s like there’s a disaster of some kind every time I try to visit Crater Lake; and this year has just had a cloud over it…Enough to make you superstitious. If OSG goes alone I hope she has a really, really good time.