I'm awake. Duncan's awake. It's our last night together. He's been out of it for most of the evening, but sudden;y seemed awake. He didn't want to eat, but now I can't get back to sleep so here I am.
The outpouring of love has been wondeful. I think we've aligned ourselves with a good group of pet friendly friends.
I was just thinking of Duncan's little ears. His left ear, especially after the amputation has been so dirty. I suppose he can't clean it as well, although he has never cleaned his own ears. Apparently, it's a trait of dominant cats. They expect other cats to clean it for them.
Ah. Sir Duncan was thirsty. His official title is Brave Sir Duncan of Donuts, Knight of Three Legs. But around here, we just call him The Dude. And no matter what, The Dude abides.
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