kc

kitty cat's getting old and infirm.
in looking back thru some of my old blogs, esp my midnight thots when it first started, i talked about how he came to be and the struggles we had when he was teething.
and now, his back end doesn't work too well.  i'm assuming it's from the injury that he had way back then.
he's diabetic, now, too.
he's not grooming himself anymore.
i've wondered, how many more lives he's got?

i just feel bad that i've never been able to take him out to the tupperware room with me.  he'd have loved that.  but bc he and izzy don't get along, kc's never been out there w me.  i think that's a shame.  when i think how he used to go to the station w me.  and how he used to spend time in the blacksmith shop.  maybe i should just put up with izzy's barking, and take kc with me, tomorrow.