Go Oliver!

Our wonderful vet, Dr. Gordon, this morning:

"His heart sounds great. His weight is stable. I keep thinking I'm going to find something, but there's nothing."

At nineteen, Oliver's biggest crutch to bear -- besides a touch of feline asthma and a bit of arthritis, which we're treating -- is a neurotic owner. The guy is feisty as hell, which Dr. Gordon says helps keep him alive. That's my boy!

When we got married, we asked for donations to the Berkeley Humane Society -- where Oliver's vet also is -- as well as Habitat for Humanity. Netted them some well-deserved cash, we did.