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He's doing fine with the kittens, actually, considering how much they jump all over him. We now think he's actually a little ill. Perhaps Angelo caught an adult version of their colds or something else from the cattery. He was quite low last night, making us worry, but this morning he seems a bit improved, even if his voice is still squeaky and strained.

Thanks, Lavender. I'll pass along your get well wish to our Big Baby. But, no, I haven't taken him yet. I'm forcing myself to wait to see if he continues to improve. We've spent a fortune on vet bills in the past twelve months, including on Angelo, the Cat Who Lived. He had his teeth cleaned plus two extractions this summer, and in the spring the bill was almost 500.00 to find out he was seriously constipated (this was during the medical crises with Pixie and Raoul in May, a very stressful time for Angelo and for us all).

Coming up we've got to get Elsa spayed and both kittens innoculated for rabies, plus a distemper booster, that's another pile. I typically have taken our cats in to be seen for every little thing, most of them things that went away on their own.