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Shots are not really doing Daisy any good.  We still have the swollen, bloody nose and she is miserable.  Looks like we will have to go the route of steroids.  Hopefully, we can control this with one steroid pill a day.  Her misery did not stop her from getting into the cat food today though.  She is really high maintenance. 

Missy, on the other hand, is 16, still going strong.  She is having less of those drop seizures since I started making their food on a regular basis.  I have to cook for them twice a week.  It is really time consuming, but I am getting it down to a fine art now. 

Duncan is feeling very safe and spoiled now.  He sleeps on my bed right up next to my head.  When I get up to let Daisy out, he doesn't move.  This morning I got up, let Jock and Daisy out, started heating their food and I heard a yap.  He was awake and demanding I come and get him out of bed.  He doesn't try to jump off the bed.  He just sits up in bed and barks for service.  Jock is already in the kitchen demanding his breakfast. 

Sally is truly blind.  She does ok most of the time unless she gets agitated.  Then she will bump into things.  I try to keep her from getting upset.  I have a sofa table behind my couch.  I put a basket with t-shirts in it for Sally.  She likes to curl up in it.  Now the other three are jealous.  So there is nothing on that sofa table but 4 baskets.  They each have their own.  My home is a circus.