When your socks match your kitty...

Forgot to upload this yesterday... it was a tough day. By late Friday night, Teddy had deteriorated to the point where we weren’t sure if he would make it through the night. But by Saturday morning, he was still with us, so we took him to the animal hospital first thing. They unsurprisingly kept him in, with talk of putting him on a drip and potentially a feeding tube, although as this requires anesthetic, they will try and avoid it if possible.

So we are a cat down currently. But he’s in the best place. Barney doesn’t seem to upset by his absence, thankfully.