Bob is alittle under the weather. He has a cough. His apppetite is down, too. I made him when I came home tonight, alittle soft cat food, Thomas and Bob both rejected that. So, I gave Bob some american cheese, he ate very little of it, and his favorite Isaly's chipped ham. He didn't eat that. So, I gave him, some cream style corn. He didn't touch that either, so, I gave him some pastrami and that is sitting. Then, I gave him my olive and he ate the olive. Was he holding out for a martini olive? now, he is eating the chipped ham & cheese.
He turns 25 in January, January 7th. He's been drinking for years.
Bob's eyesight has been better, so Thomas, honestly, who came with a note 2 years ago, ( he was a rescue cat) saying, " I got a hernia & I am deaf" has become Bob's very own seeing eyecat. It is amazing to watch. At first, I thought watching this from the sofa, I am just imagining this, but, others, see it. I am going to film this and put it on utube. Thomas leads him around, turns around to see if Bob is back there, like saying, " are you there old man?" and, they walk to the litter box together, the water bowl, the kitchen, and their lounge chair in the livingroom. Thomas is a good cat. I swear at times, we are connected by an invisible leash. He is my baby, I am never quite alone. I open the bathroom door and nearly, kill myself tripping over them.
Bob can go up the stairs easy enough I guess, but, going down is painful to watch, he thumps on each one, so, Thomas bring him up for excercise and I carry him down. lol. I won't let him walk down if under the influence of an olive.