This is my cat, Sox. He’s 17, turning 18 in September. I’ve had him since I was 6 years old, and he’s a Texan just like me. When I moved to New York, I made the decision to leave him at home with my parents in Arizona, with his two other cat friends and a 2000 square foot house.
It doesn’t look like he’s going to be around much longer. As you can probably tell from the facetime photo from yesterday, he’s lost a lot of weight over the past few months and especially so over the past week or so – his kidneys are really going and his body is shutting down. It’s bumming me out so much. The last time I saw him was during my trip to AZ two months ago and he wasn’t nearly as bad as he is now. This really sucks and I wish I could give him another hug before it’s time to go.