Voicemail from the vet. Blood work looks "fantastic". The only thing that she described as "vaguely out of line" was an indicator that could "possibly" point to intestinal inflammation. Great. Now what? He eats everything I put in front of him. He has energy. Not acting like a sick cat.
One morning lesson, and one early afternoon rehearsal. Home to sit in the sun in the back yard to read and let the “sick” cat have a little leisure. Lovely Saturday, basically.
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