At 6:30 AM, Kenzie's breathing appeared to labored, but her temperature,
on the heating pad, was 99.9F, which is MUCH better: she felt warm to
the touch, for the first time since this crisis started.
She is still very, very sick, but so far, she is doing a little bit
better: she IS still alive.
"Life without cats would be only marginally worth living."
-TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico kitty, Kenzie.
Every day is a treasure with Kenzie; I try to treat them that way. There
will only be so many, and then there will never, ever, be any more.
How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven.
- Robert Heinlein