I fear the time is drawing near...

We've been blessed with a wonderful 4 months when our prognosis was weeks. The steroids seemed to work miracles and we've had our "old" Clarice back... the kitten-y (well, as much of a kitten as you can be at 14), blue-eyed snuggle bug. And for that, I'm INCREDIBLY thankful.


But I guess medical-miracles can only last so long; Clarice is starting to go down hill. Her meow is growing dim (this -as we now realize- was the first indicator of her previous "episode"), there's a faint wheeze in her breathing, a faint snore in her sleep. It's becoming a chore to get her to eat, an even bigger chore to keep what she eats down, and she's "forgotten" where the litterbox is.

More often than not, she has the "I don't feel so good" look in her eyes.

Please continue prayers for our wonderful aged lady.