Thanks for the good vibes! We ended up at the veterinary ER because he sounded so miserable and are home now with new meds for his frustrating but treatable situation. Otis would like to remind everyone that he remains the snuggliest kid on the couch. cc @djstormageddon.com

We’ve not quite made it seven days and our goodest boy goes back to the vet tomorrow. Terrifying cough that all and sundry agree needs examining largely owing to some puppy’s shit immune system. Anyway. Think healthy thoughts for us please. cc @djstormageddon.com

Portrait of the fartist doing a nom. cc @djstormageddon.com

So @djstormageddon.com and I got home at the same time, walked Otis and gave him a treato. 5ish minutes later, Otis is yelling for food. This is good. So good. We won’t know how well the chemo took for a few more weeks and are still on lots of meds for the moment. Appetite is such a good sign.

Otis has strong feelings about this afternoon but his pet parents are pleased to report he has finished chemo as of today! In a month, we see where we’re at. He’s three. We’d like him to have the chance to be old, as well as cranky. cc @djstormageddon.com

Otis turns 3 on Friday.
He’s two treatments away from finishing chemo. I want him to have 10 more birthdays and find myself bargaining with the universe for even a couple more. Cancer is a fucker. But! He was a playful goofball this morning and slept pressed against me most of today.

I needed to feel useful and nourishing to myself so I made what turns out to be a giant batch of whipped body butter for the second time ever. Smells great. Should have used a starch to improve texture. It will take me approximately a year to work through all this and then I can try again.

This morning I thought of Craig “muMs” Grant for the first time in 2025. I really miss him. Then, tonight, I found this selfie in my phone. So this is now a muMs appreciation thread. Hop in.

Craig believed in me before I figured out how to believe in myself - he even came to see my MFA thesis.

@djstormageddon.com and I are really lucky to have good vet care for our dog - general and oncology. That doesn’t make some of the current Otis-related conversations or concerns any easier. But we have solid partners in making Otis’s time the best it can be. Hoping for years; we’ll take what we get

Please vibe for our little guy. He’s not even three yet, and it’s not totally clear that his chemo is working the way it needs for us to get him more years. Hopefully we’ll know more and better things in a couple of weeks. Three more core chemo treatments to go. cc @djstormageddon.com

The world is on hot hot fire but here is my son determined to be dignified at boarding even though he detests the existence of winter. I love him so much. Cc: @djstormageddon.com

Quote this with who you’d be in Star Trek

Where can I just weep and scream into the void? Is it here?

Look I won’t do it without offering something in return. Here is Otis, the only being that makes consistent sense to me rn.

Otis would like you to know that at the time of this skeet, he is still devastatingly handsome, here for the skritches, and patiently awaiting more chicken, which he is reasonably sure you must have somewhere on your person.

Truly, my dog knows what’s up*

(Hiding under the covers to do the deep thinking.)

Here, Bluesky. Meet Otis the dog. He enjoys other dogs, boiled chicken, yelling, and being suspicious of people he doesn’t yet know.