My cat, Steve, is sick. He will be nine years old on the 1st of March, and out of these long nine years this is the first time he has been legitimately sick. That scares me.
I know I may seem insane, it’s just a cat… but, Steve is honestly the weirdest creature you will ever meet. He is full of affection and absolutely loves attention. He isn’t the brightest thing, when he was just a baby he tried to make friends with the dog next door… yeah, it didn’t go down too well… Steve was abandoned with his brothers and sisters at just two weeks old, so we get the feeling he doesn’t quite know he’s not ‘one of us’. I know he will be okay, I must be positive, Steve is strong and he will pull through. Steve doesn’t get sick…
I love you my baby (closest thing I’ll have for the next 100 years to being my baby)… haha
