Duncan is really, really sick. He barely eats, and only baby food at that. He has that distant look in his eyes most of the time. Here he is with Paxton who has taken to protecting him even though Duncan has kicked his ass for 15 years.
This is my post to the Yahoo feline cancer group:
Sir Duncan of Donuts is having a slightly better day. We discovered
the miracle of baby food. Turns out he doesn't want to chew. He may
have fallen on his jaw perhaps or his teeth hurt. the vet didn't see
anythign wrong on tuesday, but it wasn't his normal vet. Regardless,
baby food is the only thing I can get him to eat. Ham, turkey and
sweet potatoes. He always liked orange food, except oranges. He's
been very alert today which is really nice. But he still depends on
Taxi Mom and Taxi dad to cart him around. He has so much trouble
walking. I know there isn't much time left, so I cherish this happy
day so much.
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