This crazy little guy gets to celebrate his third birthday (an estimate from the shelter) and I’m grateful for every day he spends with me. If you didn’t remember, he had a near miss with an early appointment for the Rainbow Bridge in May when his narrow peehole caused his waste and circulatory system to back up. These days, Aggie is in great spirits, loving his life, crying out to get Isis to play and groom with him. I have a feeling, he is going to be a great mentor with any foster kittens Jennifer and I will be taking in to domesticate. On the downside, his diet issues prevent him from having a special treat. The vet said no tuna and no more canned stinky stuff he loves. The vet’s office gave me a couple cans of stuff he’s allowed…didn’t even try it. My guess is the crap lacks the stench all cats love.
I’ll be spoiling him at greater length next week. Currently, I’m in the middle of attending Austin’s reschedules Moontower Comedy Festival.