
I kept saying a prayer over and over again on the way home driving the '405' as I call it like a little kid saying 'trench prayer'. Dr. Johnson agreed with me that he is too young to die and that no expense should be spared, reasonably, to save him. I have resigned myself to the fact that he might have to be put to sleep, but I am hoping to God that is not going to happen. I really don't know what I will do without the "meowsir" around and playing 'big bad foot' . There will never be another cat like him and I probably won't get another anyway. If you're reading this, please say a prayer for him, any little bit can help. As in the catholic tradition, I did ask St. Francis to intercede and keep him safe, but for now, I will just have to wait. I love you Razor, hang in there.

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