Actually, I hate this stereotype… the donut-eating cop. You can see the donut shop is closed, and they’re actually eating at the restaurant next door to it. But… I do still have a sense of humor, and this is a funny picture. I can still laugh at myself.

Kublai is having bladder problems. He started taking a long time to urinate- not a lot of starts and stops, but it just trickled out. Got a sample for the vet, who says he’s got a raging bladder infection, and he’s on 2000mg of Amoxicillin for the next two weeks. He also seems to have developed a bit of incontinence, which may or may not be related to the bladder infection. Sigh… He’s 13 years old, and his mortality is becoming more obvious to me. The vet already hinted at that to me, mentioning possible treatments versus his age, which is not something I really wanted to hear from her. He seems fine otherwise, despite the arthritis in his hips.

Speaking of the vet, as a male, I feel a little uncomfortable in her clinic. It’s a very nice clinic, newly built, upscale looking without being expensive (cheaper than my old vet, in fact), and she seems knowledgeable and caring, but… I haven’t seen a single male working there. None. All female. Nothing wrong with that, no, but…

Well, at least no one’s threatened to neuter me while I’m there.