Sa’am the cat was getting kind of sick over the weekend. We thought it might just be a cold.
Sunday he wasn’t eating or drinking at all, so Monday we took him to the vet first thing in the morning. He’s still there, and as of 7:30 last night he was sleeping but not at all like himself. I’m not completely sure he knew who I was.
Gizmo was in a bad mood this morning. She wants to know where Sa’am is.
I just want Sa’am to get better. I realise that at his age, I might be expecting miracles.
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