Sadly, Turq has finally bowed to the inevitable and met his end. After so many years of evading the grim reaper, his houdini-like talent for confounding the experts failed him. Twelve years wasn’t a bad run given his inclinations. Who else goes one-on-one with a car and expects to survive? He was well served by his genes which kept him alive and fairly well when others would fall by the wayside. Luckily, we have a raft of wild and crazy stories to remember him by. (Plus some very cute kitten photos with a baby Sub Evil Boy.) Like his penchant for adopting a dog-like alterego, hooking up with local kids and following them home from the park. We’d get calls from all over town asking us to retrieve him. Sniff …
Time will tell how Portia reacts to his absence. She’s been having a few problems herself lately. She’s becoming the grand old lady of the house and nothing quite works as it should. She has developed what the vet thinks is a psychosomatic habit of pulling her fur out as a reaction to some sort of stress event. There are two bald stripes developing along her spine. Other than the hair pulling she doesn’t appear to be unhappy so we’re not sure what the trigger was. The vet has suggested a course of valium or perhaps Prozac. We’re currently taking a wait and see approach as Portia doesn’t seem to be hurting herself and we’re hoping as the weather gets better and she can go outside her symptoms will subside.
Current temperature 39F/4C
