I’m beginning to accept the fact that Doorframe will not survive the night.
I’ve spent the last few hours sitting with him, telling him what a very excellent cat he has been, brushing him, stroking, etc.
Sometimes he wakes up, lifts his head and meows to me, he purrs a bit and then goes “away”.
He’s been a good and loyal cat who loved to walk with me around the farm.

I haz a huge sad tonight.

laterz…