Originally I had other happier words scheduled today. There is a post tomorrow from the lovely Ana but I’m not sure I will be posting anything over the weekend.
Sadly, Bertie our handsome cat probably had stroke yesterday.
So the happy words don’t quite sit right with me.
He is doing okay, the lovely vet (who had taken him home too at one point, everyone loves him), let us take him home.
I’m giving him fluid and steroid injections and pain medication so I feel very much like a nurse this morning but he seems happy and is wolfing down the roast chicken he loves so.
We really hope this is just a blip and he will improve but I’m afraid we should fear the worst.
I know to some of you might think such care of a cat is incomprehensible but Bertie came into my life at a really low point and he is just so wonderful. He makes me smile.
I really hope we can continue to have nightly snuggles like this. Lying in bed with Bertie giving me hugs is perfection and I certainly don’t band around the word perfect, willy-nilly.
Excuse the hair and shiny face!
See you on Monday, hopefully with the happy news.