the skinny on little bear: i could see her ribs. she didn't eat much the last five days. small poop, sampled for the doc tonight. she has energy and play, she tried to get me to get down and be her dog. just walking in the snow is hard, i've gotten soft and weak. and hot—i opened my coat and my liner and took my hat off and still i was slick under my layers. it's so much easier than in the past but what was easy is onerous now. we went through the tunnel and to the point where the surf is frozen into hills. we delivered the rent and therapy checks and back home i gave bear two big spoons of pumpkin with kiwi treats in her kibble. she ate. so now we wait til we see what's going on inside little skinny bear.