Gus suddenly wasn’t feeling good this weekend, and though mum & dad took him to the vet right away, Sunday morning he couldn’t get up very well and he was very cold – so I snuggled up to him to try and keep him warm. But mum & dad said it wasn’t enough, and he had to go to the emergency room – but he didn’t come back.
It’s a little weird now not having to fight over the best bits of dinner, or squeeze past anybun in the cardboard tunnel, but mum & dad have been talking to me a lot and giving me lots of pats (no thanks) and treats (yes please).
Mum & dad seem pretty upset, but I’m not too worried about it – I’ll see Gus again someday.
Goodbye, Gus – I’ll leave some pellets in the bowl for you (but the kale is mine!).