Tel Aviv Diary - February 11-15, 2012 Karen Alkalay-Gut

February 11, 2012

My plan for Iran is developing nicely: we begin a few rumors about the secret talks between Israel and Iran on nuclear cooperation for peace. Of course we deny them. We also make sure these rumors come from Hamas who are not at all happy about the possibility of making peace. What do you think? It may be the only way out....

Shusha looked like she was dying all day yesterday - no walk, no water, no movement. We decided against the vet - and let her rest. I was sure she wouldn't last the night, but there she was in the morning. And with some optalgin she even went for a walk in the beautiful afternoon. She seems to pop up again when everything looks lost.

February 12, 2012

Barely made it through the day. A few calls to insurances, a few consultancies and decisions to make, and then lunch and nostalgia with friends, a short hop skip and jump through the market and I came out of that in a state of total exhhaustion

February 13, 2012

I never thought I'd say this - but there is a great restaurant in Ra'anana. We went to a birthday party at Salta on 10 Rambam Street and were not expecting much. First of all it is vegetarian - and i always think vegetarian means limited options. But it was great, kind of Indian but not quite. I had the vegetable kufta in a dried fruit sauce and I loved it.

So we continue to make hay while the sun shines.

And a storm is scheduled for the weekend.

Before that, we hope to be able to get all the papers together to contest the health insurance refusal by tomorrow. But eventually Ezi will get treated - one way or another. A more immediate health problem is Shusha, who can barely stand and has refused to eat all week. Even steroids don't seem to have any effect - which doesn't look good. So the political situation seems great in contrast.

February 14, 2012

Unless there is a miracle Shusha is spending her last night on this planet. We spent the day going back and forth to the vet as her situation altered. I had the feeling we were on a canine version of "House" because the symptoms altered from moment to moment, but our vet Moshe Ben Ari is a master of the logic of medicine and empathy. So we've decided to give her the night to see if a miracle occurs.

From the cries of pain it doesn't look like it.

I am cancelling my participation tomorrow in the meeting about poetry in the Knesset, because even though it is an important event, and may well lead into a law promoting poetry, I can't leave a suffering animal.

on a different note, this may be the last moments to celebrate Valentine's Day. As Chaucer said "For this was on seynt Volantynys day/ Whan euery bryd comyth there to chese his make." I think it's the first time the holiday is mentioned as a day of love and fertility. As we were carrying Shusha back to the car we looked up in the sky and there was a flock of storks flying overhead. It's like a promise, even if this wasn't meant for Shusha.

February 15, 2012

So Shusha won't have to deal with nuclear war or the fall of western civilization - she is in doggie heaven and if there is justice in the afterlife she's eating chocolate covered cherries straight from the garbage.

When Mocha died, we went to "Madame Butterfly" that night at opera and wept the whole evening. People thought we were very sensitive. Tonight, we went to see a Cameri version of "Comedy of Errors" and laughed through it. It was that funny and we were that relieved that Shusha's terrible pain was over.

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