On the good party drugs. Blogjune 26/24



A grey hairless cat on a sofa.

This happened last time. In December Ada had most of her teeth out, returning home high as a kite. Right now she has not a care in the world and is wriggling and pouncing like a kitten, nosing into nooks she has ignored for years.

You can see the spike marks where her (now removed) lower teeth pierced her top lip.

Ten days of breaking cooked chicken carefully into thumbnail pieces so she can hoover it up. Too small and mushy and it gets caught in the gums, causing pain. Too large and, without ability to chew it, she will be in trouble. Five days of 6pm drugs…

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