Normally, on days like these, I would delve into the archives for an extra photo that I took yesterday, or some blast-from-the-past sable & white KirbyCub. Today, I will leave you a little less whole. I'm sorry.
Kirby is on the fifth day of what appears to be Limber Tail. He is much less depressed looking now, but through the first few days, his normally perpetually curly tail was stuck... dragging on the ground. There was no way to describe it other than sad. Next time you see Kirby, doink on his tail. It will curl itself back up in 0.2 seconds. On Monday, in an act of brilliance, I was frantically trying to manually curl it, in the hopes that it would magically repair his broken wagger. Nothin' doin', unfortunately.
I've been giving SuperKirby the Metacam that I have on hand, and he is looking good- in good spirits, and I am doing significantly less carrying of the Kirby up and down the stairs as the days go on. It's all for the better, because apparently, he is too proud to enjoy a free ride up the stairs. In fact, he stops dead in his tracks entering the foyer before he even gets near the stairs. Apparently, he would rather live in the basement than accept a little assistance. Stubborn Shit. Hmmm... I can't imagine where he gets that from.
Yours Truly,
The Human
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