I'm not quite sure how I'll be one day soon.
My old cat (born under my bed 18 March 2001) is running close to the edge - he has been pretty thin for a few months, and no longer eats dry food (although he loves his salmon paté dinner - usually a full can a day). He is also no longer running up the stairs, as his hips are giving him problems (he almost lost use of his hind legs a few months back from a blood clot, and still limps and moves carefully).
Alas, when the day comes I'll really miss being bossed around (he believes that my place is upstairs in our room, and will nag me if I am anywhere else in the house). 20 years is a long time, yet so short.
Kian and I 26-08-09:
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Tonight:
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