What a friggin' weekend.......

Good news....well, some fun....and really Bad news....Let's go with Bad first and get it out of the way, I can't dwell on it.....

Remember back in October when I announced the arrival of our new little Kitteh Panzer? Yup, the adorable gray fluffy guy who would nap on Uber the Labrador's back while he laid on the couch?

That's the bad news. His tummy was swollen as though he had somehow ingested a grapefruit. Dragn noticed that he hadn't pooped in a few days, so off to the Vet we went Saturday morning, mostly expecting to find that he had swallowed a penny or some such.......

Nope. He has a condition called FIP, Feline Infectious Peritinis.....Incurable and about 100%fatal in Kittens his age.....The Doc took a couple samples, to test but he's pretty darn sure of the diagnosis.....

He sent us home with the little dude, Panzer is not in any pain......my Wife sure is. And so am I...just a dammnable cute and loving Kitteh, and not a darn thing we can do but to make him as comfortable as we can......

He thinks M'Lady Dragn is his momma, just wants to be around her.....it's pretty darned close to being heartbreaking....but that's the way of the world. We come .....we go....and maybe, just maybe, my Grandfather was right in his Beliefs....We Come Back....

Bottom line, is we probably have the little fellow for a few more weeks at best....I'll take him back to the Vet when the time is near....if needed.....

Ya know what?

I'm not going to post the good news/ fun in this writing....not respectful, don't you know.
Be well,
Wollf