I’m mentally checked out tonight. Our Orange Cat Chuckie has been sick since last Saturday. We’ve taken him to the vet, but he doesn’t seem to be doing any better, quite the opposite. He has an inflamed bladder, and we’re also thinking that he might have some blockage that he can’t get out. I’ve been checking on him regularly, and now he’s refusing food and water. I hate seeing him suffer. He’s usually pouncing around all over the place or striking up a conversation, and now he doesn’t even have the energy to groom himself. Each morning when I wake up I and check on him, and I’m worried about waking up one morning and finding him gone.
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