Kitty is still sick

Last night was a sleepless night. Spike got up to use his box and I went to check on him and he was sleeping on the basement floor. I took him back upstairs and brought him into the kitchen. He drank more water but refused any of the food we had. He slept on the edge of the bed and at 4:00 a.m. he was up once again to drink water and use his box.

During the day, I tried to entice him with treats, kitten food, egg and tuna, and even some cheese. He did not want any of it. Twice I was able to get him to drink milk out of my glass. He did not want it in a bowl. He acts like there is something in his mouth that is bothering him. We made the decision that he goes to the vet first thing in the morning. I am hoping it is something as simple as a bad tooth, but I have the feeling it is much worse. I am preparing myself to lose him. It is hard. This is the downside of pet ownership-the loss. I have been blessed with him for 18-1/2 years and I know he has had a good long life. I just wish he could live with me forever.

I emailed my boss and told him I would be late for work. He was very kind and told me to take the entire day off tomorrow if I need to. We will see. I know that if it turns out sadly, I will wish to be busy. Weepy but busy. We will see what tomorrow brings. In the meantime, I still have my little Spikerman with me today and I want him to know just how much I love him and feel blessed to have had him in my life all of these years. XOXOXOXOX I love you Baby Spike. My little gray boy.