Wakana will be undergoing a minor surgery. That's the good news. She needs a biopsy on her left breast. That's the bad news.

Of course, there are qualifiers. According to the doctor the group with the lowest incidence of breast cancer is Japanese women born and raised in Japan. And she is experiencing no discomfort.

The problem was detected on her annual mammogram. Note to all women... annually, ladies, annually! It doesn't matter how much they squish it between those plates.

Anyway, Wakana is seemingly unconcerned. Either it isn't an act or it is. If she needs treatment she will go back to Japan where she has very good insurance and medical know-how. We'll find out about two weeks after the biopsy which will be scheduled sometime in next month and we'll find out about that within the next ten working days. Sigh. In Japan she probably would already be scheduled for the surgery and ready to go.

Anyway, I think I am more afraid than she is.

Kitten update: Mika is growing fast. I cannot believe how big he is. Next week we'll take him in for neutering. He is getting along much better with Mama and Neko. They even play with him a little. It is hilarious to watch him beg for their attention. He gets in front of them and does little somersaults.

He also begs for food at the table like a dog. I put that down to his starving time before we found him. As we eat he climbs up on our laps and sticks his head up above the surface of the tray or table. I push him off but Wakana is too softhearted. She feeds him.

We have a couple of squirt bottles to try to teach him some manners. The other day Wakana and I were engaged in our usual mock argument on which one of us owns the cats. I had the squirt bottle in my hands when she made yet another spurious point. I pointed and pulled the trigger saying, "Bad woman! Bad!" Well, we have TWO squirt bottles... What happened next would have been poor training for children.