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The Shiva Triangle
Some nights while I watch TV/DVD and bead, Shiva likes to sit at the very end of the recliner foot, between my legs, with his chin on my lower leg. I have some pitting edema down there and when he moves, I have a perfect triangle depressed into my leg for a while.
I haven't seen Tiger, the neighbor's cat, for a week. I hope he's okay.
Apparently some doctors want to transplant a uterus. I think this is a bad idea. Not just for all the medical reasons, but because women should be encouraged to accept that they need to adopt, rather than going to extremes to carry babies.