Duncan is still doing ok. He is blind and deaf. He barks for me when he wants me. I leave him with the run of the house. He will get in a corner and just wait for me to come find him. He gets scared. I would too if I could not see nor hear. He loves to be touched so I hold him a lot. He sleeps on my bed near my head. He goes out and wanders around the yard. There is nothing in their yard that he can get hurt on. So he likes to just wander around and sniff things. I have to always be with them because we have hawks in the neighborhood. They could hurt Jock bad, but they could actually snatch Duncan. So I keep a good lookout.
Picasso is still with me and driving me nuts. He will be 19 the first of May if he makes it that long. And he will eat a canned food once and refuse it the next time. So I waste a lot on cat food and trying to find him what he will eat. Love my babies.
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