Jul. 31, 2002 ~ Misha
is not well at all, and I do not want him to suffer. I finally told Susan that it may be almost time to let him go, and she's going to come over to visit with him on Friday.
Two or three times before, I've thought it was almost the end, and Misha has rallied and greatly improved. Tonight when I got home from choir practice, he met me at the door, then sat on my lap and purred. Boy, did I feel guilty.
Sad times here.
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