It’s been a long day, but a good day. This week flew by. I’ve spent a lot of time with the mister and the little miss. I never fail to squee over her little legs and feet.
A moment before I got that shot her legs were crossed at the ankle! Next time.
In G health news, I’m pretty worried. Yesterday he was 8.2, today he was 8.0. I’ve tried a bunch of probiotics and will be trying a few more. The vet said there may be a blockage, but things are going in and coming out just fine, so I don’t know if it’d be worth the stress (for both him and me) to have a scope put down him. Thoughts?
He’s still eating about a half-can of the small cat food cans at dinner, and maybe a quarter to a half in the morning. Different varieties. I’ve been leaving Logic dry cat food out and I’ve seen him eating that, too.
I’m baffled. I’m not trying to sound morbid, but if he’s not meant to be here for years and years, well, that would SUCK to put it mildly (can’t say much more or I’ll really start bawling). But if that’s the case, I want him to be comfortable. I just wish I could fix him! I don’t know if it’s something I fed him, or it’s something he ate (like part of a toy) or what. I could drive myself mad wondering about all the possibilities. So instead I’ll look at him propped up on “his” cushion. He’s currently grooming himself in preparation for a nice nap. Oh, Grizzy, I love you so. Why are you losing weight? 😦