It's been 3 weeks since Pixel left this world. I'm still having trouble sleeping without her in her spot on the bed. My late brother's birthday is this Sunday, compounding the grief even more. Despite medication, I ended up in the ED being checked for heart attack and pulmonary embolism. Whee stress! And no, it was neither, which meant I just needed to take it easy and talk to my doctor about a temporary med adjustment. I'd say my therapist is working overtime, but he's not. I "graduated" to every other week a while back and he hasn't seen a need to change that, which I suppose is a good thing.
Ellie Bean starts chemo next week. Not for cancer but with the goal of weakening her immune system enough that it stops attacking her digestive system. Apparently that is the newest proven treatment for cats with her condition, so we're going to give it a shot and see if she can put on some weight and keep it. She's still so tiny. As you can see she fits quite well in Kirs's knee guards.
Speaking of Kirs, he moved in with FuzzyHusband and I about a year and a half ago. He brought his own furbaby with him and she's quite the sweetheart.