Well, we had to do it.

We had to keep him.


Almalfi proved all the Dr.'s wrong and got better. Ever since Thanksgiving, he has improved, and even though he is a crotchety guy, with a busted up leg, an autoimmune disease, and a bada** attitude, we still thought he'd be better off with us and our gang, than with someone who couldn't imagine how bad he could get, medically.

We did a super slow integration, and now he can be left alone with the other three. Except for when we leave the house, then we close his door.

I'll give you all periodic updates on our boy, who was sicker than any cat that I can ever imagine.

We are so lucky to have him. It's so fun to watch him find some joy and fun in life again.

New proud parents,

Rose & Chris