May 1st, 2007

20111112, Marilee

Poor Shiva

I was able to pick him up from the recliner seat last night and hold on to him long enough to clip his claws. It isn't so much that he minds having his claws clipped as that he's scared of being held tight. He kept sticking his head under my chin to hide.

The cold looks like it's not going to go into infection! I've used up a box of 160 tissues (plus a dedicated bag for the used one) and now I'm barely having to blow my nose and cough.