… when the cat with cancer is the healthy one. Actually, Finney seems a little better to me now. Could the new antibiotics work that fast? He got the first dose, by injection, only five hours ago. But he seems a little better to me. Wait. The pain killers from this morning have probably worn off, so that’s why he seems more himself. Except he should be going to the bathroom every five seconds too, as a result. And he’s not. So he IS better. Oh god. YAY!!
This is Buddy doing what cats do: sitting on my work. I pull out the library book and the notes I’ve been taking in order to transcribe them and as I reach for my water he immediately makes himself comfortable. Guess who didn’t have the heart to move him? The person who pulled out a camera instead.