2018/06/23

Better

Da Goddess @ 21:43

Fletch is doing so much better today. He’s a little more playful, eating like it’s his job, and he’s back to patrolling the perimeter windows, keeping us safe from the neighborhood strays.

I’ll continue to be on alert, though, until he’s begging to be fed every few hours.

My sweet fuzzy baby…he means the world to me. I can’t help but worry.

2 Comments

  1. Poor Fletch! I’m glad he’s making a swift recovery!

    Comment by pam — 2018/06/24 @ 15:41

  2. Me, too! I was a wreck imagining the worst. I can’t take any more loss.

    Comment by Da Goddess — 2018/06/25 @ 02:44

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