We just got home from the crystal cave. I enjoyed having a day out but I’m cool with never going in another cave again! It was pretty but not pretty enough to justify my fear. Thankfully I only mildly panicked twice, once when she said something about a large earthquake shifting the rocks (aaaaah!) and again when she turned out the lights to show how dark it was when people first started touring in the early 1900s. F. That. I was over it by then and itching to get out. Thankfully it was the end of the tour anyway! We found a really delicious restaurant to eat at afterward and then made the trip home.

I’m worried about both my cats. Ash’s asthma is awful and her back legs are both going bad. I do not have $$$ for surgery which she probably wouldn’t survive because of the asthma. Cheeto looks like he’s getting thin again and he’s been sneezing off and on, but no other signs of a respiratory infection. I dunno. I think there was something wrong with the mother because they are barn cats from the same litter and they’re both having trouble at such a young age (they’re only 6). If they both pass I will get another older bonded pair, kittens are cute but boy do they have energy! And older cats are adopted less often, even less so bonded pairs.