Alf

He's fighting for his life literally.

We did a mercy dash last night at 10pm to a specialist unit. My vet called and said it was Alfie's only real chance so we took it. They warned us there was the chance he would collapse and die on the way. I joked when we went to pick him up that he could be a bit of a Jessie and Meryl (the vet) said "absolutely not". She said cats with the potassium levels that he had last night are usually put to sleep but Alf was alert and active. She said he was a Norwegian Warrior Cat.

We left him at the specialist unit at 1pm. They've warned us that it does not look good BUT they will give him any chance they can and again said his blood results look completely at odds with the cat they've admitted.

In my heart I think I will lose him. But Alfie isn't prepared to go just yet. And he's wants to live every bit as much as I want him to.

My brave beautiful boy. C'mon baby. Keep fighting!!

Oh Tinks.  I don't know what to say. This is such a terrible thing to happen to Alf - this time last week he was a healthy boy, my heart goes out to you.

Yes I thought about The Princess. I think he wants to live very much.

Oddly I feel more positive today than I did yesterday. I think just knowing he ought to have given up by now and absolutely won't makes me think he has a chance.

Had to change my avatar as seeing his lovely wee face all the time was too hard yesterday.

Very sorry T