My grandma & her cat both had diabetes. The cat never seemed to mind getting his insulin shots. In fact, whenever he saw grandma get out the stabby stuff, he’d jump up on the kitchen table & be ready!
Sis’s boss Onyx has diabetes, but so far it’s under control with an all-canned food diet. No expensive special formula food, just pate-style Fancy Feast Classics. For snacks, she gets bits of freeze-dried chicken.
I more than half expected it to stay that way.
I just read on Georgia’s Twitter that she’s got a story sequence of 3 Sunday strips ready to go.
And Agnes the embedded journo, in her little suit for on-camera reporting.
Still asleep on the back porch of the Bookstore, recovering her strength after that scary encounter with the Raccoon Gang.
The Admiral has a little Captain in him.
“Autocorrect is my worst enema.” ~anon.
My mom can actually tell all the LBJs apart. It’s her superpower.
Along with several of the Woman’s sewing needles.