Day 3, a Sunday.
The cat was still no better. He actually wet himself at one point as his legs and body were so frail and sore. He some how went down hill so fast. He had eaten a little food and drank some water, so that was a good sign. We spoke about him going to the vet if he isn’t any better….so fingers crossed he pulls himself back to being a knob.
We did the usual Sunday things with it being a Sunday.
Magoo isn’t supposed to be back at school till Tuesday, so we still had Monday as an extra day to do random stuff.
That’s about it. If I’m honest…with all the shit that’s gone on today (Monday…I’m writing these a day behind, so to speak), I’m lucky I’m even writing this. But I did say a post a day.
