11th December 2071
I said I expected trouble from Whistler when he found out about Glitzy and man, it’s sucks being right. He really has an uncomfortable gift of picking out weak spots in someone and then saying just the right thing to hurt. We had it out, in front of everybody no less, at least until Whistler walked out on me yet again and I’m fairly sure that this would have been the last I would have seen of him if I hadn’t followed him. As it is now, we’ve come to a solution we all can live with fairly well. Whistler wants to live on his own when we have the Nest back – something I thought about as well, if I had seen any way of making that offer without making him think I was throwing him out.
I had asked Growler to come see me at the Cow after breakfast last night. What he did was knock on the door at sunrise and one look at him was enough to tell me that he didn’t have any time to waste. His liver had already been in bad shape, but now it was failing completely and rapidly. Dialysis gave me enough time to get my hands on a nephritic screen. Growler tried to squirm out of it, saying that he was already feeling much better. He agreed to let me operate when I told him bluntly that he was dying and would be dead in a few days without the operation.
It was touch and go for a few minutes, but Growler pulled through and the screen is working well. When he found out that he wouldn’t be able to get drunk any more, Growler gave me hell. He knows that he has been ignoring my advice and my warnings for years, though, and he also knows I didn’t have any choice. Won’t stop him from complaining, I guess, but I can live with that.
The nephritic screen was of course second hand and I acquired it together with its former owner, so I had a body on my hands that needed to disappear. I took Glitzy to see John.
I’ve been meaning to do that anyway. I’ve never been able to tell anyone about him, but I had the feeling that Glitzy would be more accepting than other people and I was right. John is in bad shape, he clearly hadn’t eaten for who knows how long. I have to get my hands on some warm clothes and other stuff to make sure he doesn’t simply freeze to death one night. Glitzy also warned me that she had no problems smelling him and that hunters may have even less of a problem.