Unhappily, our cat Henry doesn't really seem any better. He did end up sleeping in his cat bed (getting in there himself), which is good. It beats him hiding away, which is scary stuff. But he got up minutes ago and is now under the ottoman, a bad sign...
We'll take him in to see our own vet tomorrow. We're aware we could still lose him, but even being prepared doesn't make it less gloomy here. We need to go out and shop, but aren't anxious to leave him alone... (sigh)
Anyway, I've put on coffee and I guess I should figure out something for us to eat (as it nears 3:00 p.m. without either Marilyn or I having had a bite today).
For those who celebrate:
Blessings to all my friends!