Both Kate and my mom asked over the weekend how Mist was doing. And as of the weekend, he was doing okay. We were feeding him some canned food, the (secondary) mouth infection seemed to be under control, and if he was capering about the house, he seemed to be able to get to wherever he needed to be (usually sitting up next to Margie at her desk).<\/p>\n
Well, today, he took a serious turn for the worse. Margie was at home, and he started getting sick, repeatedly. This was causing him a great deal of (extra) discomfort, and he was acting both frantic and didn’t want anyone around him. Later, he curled up next to Margie on the sofa, but he still wasn’t eating or drinking anything all day, and he remains very lethargic. Either the cancer’s spread, or there are other systems failures, or just a generally sinking level of health. In any case, it’s not terribly surprising, nor are things seem likely to get much bettter.<\/p>\n
So … we called the vet. Made an appointment for tomorrow afternoon. Let Katherine know what was going on and what was going to happen. <\/p>\n
Not the best of ways to start the week.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"