I feel very sad for his family.
I saw Oreo's Mom this morning... he is not looking great, he is on special pain medicine, and more antibiotics, but he is beginning to act like his usual self, she says. Busy and demanding. So that is good news. Everyone at the vet's office just loves him. He is quite the charmer.
The not great news is that they will travel soon, and he will have to travel too, so he won't like that. It could be stressful. I would offer to take care of him while they're gone, but I'll be travelling also.
My boys are doing OK, and I am knocking every wooden surface available that they stay that way. Their only problem right now is that they need their toenails cut and they hate that and I do too. I'll let you know if MoonPie manages to bite any of my appendages off this time. Fingers are better than carrots during mani-pedi time, apparently.
Sadness today... My little men this morning... One of the pet sitters came in today before I came to work and three of the boys (not Smokey, of course) came running up to see if there was food to be had... so sweet and trusting. It just kills me to think of leaving them for the holidays. I'm already having separation anxiety. And it hasn't happened yet. The pet sitter for the first part of the holiday will not call me back, and it is really bothering me. I would just fire her but she already has my keys. It is beginning to drive me crazy.
Also, a year ago today is the day I lost Jester as a result of bladder stone surgery. I would post a picture but there are so many already of him in this chronicle, of him with Smokey. I still miss my sweet man. He was one of a kind. Here's a video of him with Smokey, enjoying some time outside. If you want to see him.
Some little ones you just never forget. Well, you just never forget any of them, do you?
louiebday by friend2kitties2011, on Flickr
The birthday/adoption boy.