Sadly, our little cat is sick. The Husband and I got him just after we were married a hundred years ago. He has been with us longer than both of our children combined. He is about 15 years old. At Christmas we found out he has a tumor by his liver.
Hanging out on the patio with the Barbies. Probably pretending he is on a cruise.
Late Wednesday, I could tell something was really wrong. By Thursday, it seemed he was probably going to pass away. But today is Saturday and he is still hanging in there. Just barely.
(You may not want to look at the picture, it is very sad)
He is on painkillers. While we have a few other choices, we have decided to make him comfortable at home with his family and let whatever happens, happen.
At any rate, I will continue the story very soon.