This was the third image I put together for 'Star Wars' baby names for Father's Day 2025.

I didn't need this for The History Guy remembers 'Old Glory' and The Commandant's Own plays 'Stars and Stripes Forever' for Flag Day, so I'm sharing it here.

I used a live performance for 'Superstition' for Friday the 13th and Blame Someone Else Day. I will probably use this for a future Friday the 13th post.

Jasper is currently resting comfortably with me checking on him frequently to make sure he doesn't scratch his eye area or need anything. In exchange he doesn't have to wear the cone.

So far he's being a real trooper about it just like last time. I really do think cats understand English and he understood my explanations of what was happening.

The opthalmologist took out everything they could and hopefully the biopsy will show the cancer not all the way through the removed tissue.

Ian gets paid in ten minutes so we don't have to worry about not having enough money for groceries/expenses after that.

The above picture is of Jasper at our vet the day we went to understand his diagnosis.

Besides Jasper I've mostly been reading fanfiction and making sure the other three cats aren't jealous of the attention Jasper's getting.

The headache I've had for days is getting better. And I'm glad the cancer cells are hopefully out of my cat.

Three weeks or so we should know for sure.

Which will put us in July. Hopefully after the anniversary of the cat who's death still feels fresh rather than almost a year ago.

Anyway Jasper is asleep and safe for now. I'm going to go back to reading fanfiction mostly about Harry Potter being raised by his godfather. Sometimes with manipulative Dumbledore... They are my weakness.

Jasper's surgery is in six hours.

I am a mess of anxiety.

We won't know until about 3 weeks or so if this time they got all of it. Last time they didn't know it was cancerous and the cancer was all the way into the margins.

I hope they can get the cancer out. I hope he'll forgive us for putting him through another surgery.

I hope he won't stop cuddling me or purring on my shoulder while nesting onto my boobs for a nap.

I am so anxious today. My chest hurts. My tongue is numb.

I have a valid reason for my anxiety. Jasper's surgery is soon. This Thursday. I am so afraid. I regret Miso's surgery last year. Even though it was the best chance we had of him living to see six years of age. Unfortunately he was one of ten percent of cats who don't survive multiple urinary tract blockage followed by PU surgery.

This is a different thing but in some ways it's the same. Money is tight. The cat is ill and it all comes down to this treatment.

I also feel bad they have to open the healed area to reopen it. But even if they'd found it earlier we would have had to wait because cats should not go under more than once in a month.

Especially a senior boy with kidney disease.

I want to believe they will successfully remove all the melanoma cells. That they will be successful.

That a few weeks from now I'll be blogging about something random maybe my thoughts on anime or books or literally anything with Jazzy beside me like he is right now. Nori and Boo next to him. My three cat boys having a sleep while their sister plots world domination for endless supplies of ice cream and macaroni noodles.

But I'm scared. Is it my anxiety disorder? Maybe yes? Maybe no.

I decided to go with MSNBC's videos for Federalized National Guard mobilized against protests in Los Angeles.