The Good and The Bad.
I went to an event last night at UAH where Yaa Gyasi (I wrote about her book here.) read a chapter from her book. She told us the character’s chapter using the name of the character but I couldn’t remember exactly which character it was. Then she read the first line and I remembered, it was a female slave’s character with a tragic story (I doubt there are any slave stories absent of tragedy) and I just watched her read these words and they were even stronger than they were when I read them off the page myself.
She did a book signing afterwards and took time for pictures but I didn’t have anyone with me so I did a selfie…OF COURSE I DID. She was very kind. She’s from Huntsville so her parents were there and they were adorably proud of her and it was just a lovely evening.
Of course then I came back home to Bambi who is suffering from cognitive degeneration associated with aging. They got hime calm at the vet with a bubbler in a water bowl and they were finally able to get him to eat some so they let us borrow the bubbler and bring him home. I hoped we could get him “stable” enough to have a good weekend with E as he’s coming up to stay with the kids this weekend. Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem to be working. Part of why/how they got him calm may have been he was in a cage there…and here he can just wander around aimlessly. I don’t want to keep him locked up just to keep him calm…just to keep him alive. Also, keeping him alive just so E can see him…and then have to spend the weekend dealing with his decline…seems extremely cruel.
So I’m going to call the vet back this morning and say, “I think it’s time.”