I haven't caught up yet, but life threw another curve ball at me. Over the weekend we lost Rushan, one of our rescued kitties.
Abandoned or a runaway, Rush spent probably the first six months of his life as a feral stray. He was in such bad shape when I adopted him that my vet told me he wouldn't survive another week, and recommended I put him to sleep. I'm glad I ignored that advice, and was able to save him and give him seven more years of life and love.
I don't have too many pictures of him, as he hated the camera's flash and would run and hide whenever I took it out, but here's one I took of him beside Buddy:
We miss you, little guy. Safe journey.