Hope your kitty doesn't have FIV. My sister has dealt with that with the outdoor cats she inherited when Dad died. Fingers crossed that it's something else!
I've never had a pet go blind; mine came that way. An eyeless kitten was born in my backyard 13 years ago; he's been living in my house ever since. I adopted a blind rescue dog; his foster mom thought he could at least see movement, my vet disagrees.
George gets around pretty well most of the time. If it appears he's going to run into something when he's outdoors, I yell, "Careful," and he changes course.
It's hard to watch any pet go through changes as it ages. Your dog is lucky to have a good mom to help her through it all.
I chuckled a bit, Jim, when I read about your tractor. I recently couldn't get my riding mower started to move it into the garage. Right before I was about to call friend Frankie to help me, I remembered how embarrassed I was last year when he asked me, "Does it have gas?" and "solved" my own problem this year.
Seed catalogs are borderline evil. They make me believe I can have a beautiful, bountiful garden (which is never the case, thanks to my own lack of skills and a bevy of bunnies and squirrels) and remind me that spring is months away. BTW, it's been several years now, but I keep telling myself I'm going to return to Seed Savers farm in Decorah. Buying started tomato and pepper plants increased my chance for a successful harvest. I'm terrible at seed starting indoors.
Today may be the last day I can shovel "fertilizer" before precipitation hits. Don't know whether that's good or bad. Garden could still use some more supplementing, but my lower back and hip aren't interested in more digging.