It's All Too Much..

 

I took this photo yesterday afternoon of my 'cat child' Thomas, nose down in his bed.

 

At first he was in a massive grump after I'd failed him as a 'cat parent' by

- taking him to the vets AGAIN.

- refusing his request for wet food at midday (which he never has anyway)

- playing the harp when he wanted to sleep.

Cruel mother!!!!

 

The amusing thing is that he went into a deep sleep in this position.

 

After all the worries and upsets he caused us last week, the last few days have been much better.  He's as stable as an elderly cat can be.  He's eating lots, drinking enough, moving more easily with the pain killers, and his heart/thyroid medication is keeping his weight up too.

 

I know that he feels better because he's started to communicate properly with me about everything again.  He's an incredibly verbal cat, so we call this combination of miaows, purrs and tail swishing 'staff training'!

 

Fingers crossed that we have him with us for a while longer yet...

Jx