Things are a lot better with Sam. When I got home from class this evening I got a message from my mom that he's out of the coma and talking to his mom and everything. Thank God.
It's so scary to think of how this all might have gone, but I think he's gonna be totally alright.
In more good news, I forgot to mention that my dad got a puppy for his birthday. Her name is Smooch, and they picked her up from Virginia the weekend I was in Toronto.
I haven't met her yet, but everyone says she's such a sweetie. I can't wait till I can get down to visit, though I realize it'd better be soon or she won't be puppy-sized anymore.
My mom posted a Flickr set (she is on Flickr now, hoorays!!!) of all three dogs, and they are just cute beyond words. Everyone's been very curious about the Otto and Smooch dynamic, but so far I hear it's going well.
It's hilarious to me that they are almost the same size still.
Today my brother brought my grandmother's cat Sheba up as well. She's staying with us while my grandmother is between places, and I'm so happy to have another kitty around.
She is beautiful, but I don't have a photo yet, as she has been hiding underneath my easel since getting here. I've put food and water nearby so she doesn't have to venture too far for sustenance. I was happy to see some of it had been eaten, until I noticed Smokey laying close by, way too pleased with himself, and I put together what had actually happened.
Hopefully my little guys will help her feel welcome soon.
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