"Oh, Shenandoah, I'm Bound to Leave You..."

Well--Calico had two seizures to-day, one at ten a.m. and one at eight p.m. Daddy's going to take her to the vet to-morrow (I can't), and I called the Aunt to see if she had any advice, but she said it could be anything from epilepsy (since Cali is an outdoor cat, we can't say for sure how long she's had seizures, really) to feline leukemia, so the vet was definitely necessary. The problem, I guess, is that we can't really afford to do anything if it's something major.

So, in a very serious after-dinner conversation, we agreed that if it's something like leukemia, or a tumour, we will just make her as happy and snuggly as possible and let her die. There's no way we could pay for treatment. And that's--well, that's natural, to die. And we'll put her in good earth.

Of course, she may just have a bacterial infection, in which case there's not really a problem. Still, it's a little scary.

In the meantime she is sleeping on my bed, and got eggs and leftover beef stew for supper, so she's feeling pretty good. :)