How to change her reflection and pull you in the undertow again

[sovay]

Our very brave cats are returned from their day at the vet's, where we dropped them off for their dental appointment at eight in the morning and retrieved them at five in the evening plus a mild anesthesia hangover and collectively minus four teeth. It is a little shell-shocking in the case of Autolycus who now has only one of his beautiful fangs remaining—I am being reassured on all sides that I should not feel like a neglectful cat parent because the reasons were genetic—but his purr is undamaged and he has been doing his best all evening to hoover up anything that resembles food. He nuzzled my fingers through the wire front of the carrier all the way home. Hestia is hissing and snorting as she always does about the hated vet smell and sooner or later we will have to gird ourselves and remove the sticky bandage from her forepaw, but at the moment retaining our fingers is the better part of valor. spatch prayed to Bast for them in the morning. In the late afternoon, while we were waiting to be permitted to collect the cats, we walked the trail down Fottler Brook to the Great Meadows that I discovered earlier this month.



Brickwork in the root ball, we know, we know, it's serious.



Lichen-climb, heart-crack.



Serious fairy gold.



Ghosts of entanglement.



Approaching sunset and the Great Meadows.



Every field needs a foreground tree.



We appreciated how much this one wasn't even pretending that it doesn't walk at night.

A package from yhlee was waiting for me when I got home: it turned out to contain mermaid stickers and a sampler set of sea-perfumes, Imaginary Authors' Every Storm a Serenade and Falling into the Sea and Haus of Gloi's Driftwood, which escaped slightly from its vial in transit and as a result I believe I now smell rather strongly of black musk. I am waiting until it wears off to experiment with the other two. I leave you with photographic evidence that minus three-quarters of his fangs or not, Autolycus can still take on my birthday balloon any day.

Comments

[skygiants]

My parents' cat Arya used to have two beautiful vampire fangs and lost both of them for genetic reasons, one after the other, but we thought her charming one-fang period was a particularly stylish delight.

[sovay]

My parents' cat Arya used to have two beautiful vampire fangs and lost both of them for genetic reasons, one after the other, but we thought her charming one-fang period was a particularly stylish delight.

Thank you for telling me about her.