Thursday, November 7
Sunshine seems to have given up on the idea of dying for the moment. He has started eating with gusto, regained the weight he had lost, and started sleeping next to Irma again.
With his teeth removed and a daily painkiller, he seems happy, alert and active again.
I open the front door to photograph him as he comes back in from the surprise snow, but he moves too fast. He arrives inside a second after I open the door.
The first feeble snow of winter. As I walk to the bus stop it will start falling again, and when I get off the bus at Itäkeskus it will fall properly, with big flakes, looking deceptively like a Christmas card.
When I get to Arcada? A winter wonderland…