So, something has come up within the past little while. Apparently the youngest of our cats has fallen prey to cancer- or so it's been said. Either way, there is an infected.. something overtaking a portion of her chest. We've got it wrapped up in gauze, and are working to medicate it as best we can, but.. we're all in agreement that she may not have long for this world, and the vets simply want to put her down. While this doesn't affect me as strongly as my sister, it's still put a dark cloud of uncertainty over many of my thoughts, which in and of themselves have become darker.

I realize this is one of the more open and serious posts I've ever put up, but I figure I should let those who are waiting on art from me know what's going on and what might be causing a few of the delays lately; hard to get inspiration when the rest of the household is somewhat, albeit reasonably, dour.

Things are only going to go downhill from there, as our other two cats are well over 12. Any moment, my Cleo could start deteriorating, and the thought frightens me. Still, until things take a nose dive, I'll be trying my damnedest to keep whittling away at what I've got on my plate.

Keep us in your thoughts if you've the space for us.