Mina is rather quiet today, which is typical of the day after chemo. She’s been out on three walks, all quite perky, visited the leasing office twice for butt scratches and liver treats, but has mostly been napping in front of the couch or on the tile in front of the door. She’s eaten three meals and taken all her pills and supplements. I don’t think she feels bad, but it’s clear that she’s pooped.

She has a new habit, too. When we go downstairs now she turns to the back of the breezeway and sniffs at Max’s door. This afternoon she got lucky as Max and his mom were just coming out for a walk. Mina loves Max, even though she can’t keep up with him. It seems that she has a thing for younger boys.