Milton’s Yearly Drama

Awareness of the outside world. ClickFix. Fake CAPTCHAs are being used to infiltrate computers. These are the ‘Are you a robot?’ questions. Oy. I think (?) it mainly attacks Windows machines. The authentication process includes keystrokes and certification strings. I’m still clicking on traffic lights. Basically, trust nothing. Hat tip to the social media post that I absorbed but forgot to note.

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Milton is off, so no morning walks at the moment. He doesn’t want to go out but he hates to be left alone. He’s the patient, so he gets to choose. Rodney stands around eating hay and telling us that nursing is hard work and that he needs more cookies.

We suspect an abscess that needs to resolve or get attended to. Either that or he needs a leg replacement. Minimal heat. Minimal swelling. Maximum drama.

I shouldn’t laugh. Pressure in a closed spaces hurts! I’ve had enough agony with my teeth that I feel for him.

April 2024 [Milton’s Silver Slipper, Sigh]

July 2023 [It’s Always Something, Milton’s Turn]

And so on.

Onwards!
Katherine