Shadow the cat is nearing death. For the past month or so, he's been losing weight (on his already skinny body); going blind; losing the control of his hind legs; and yesterday he stopped eating altogether (even the fancy soft pate-style food). He is, afterall, 26 years old this year. He's led a good life.

And, being an ornery black cat who has used his 9 lives for evil, 06-06-06 is the perfect day for him to go.
Unfortunately the vet can't get us in until Thursday.
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