So pleased to be able to let you know that the Fuzzmeister is much better this morning. He finally came out of the wardrobe last night but was incredibly subdued with no interest in anything. He did spend part of the night on the bed snuggled up to my legs.
This morning, up and about, purring and a couple of miaows and wanting his breakfast. Can't tell you how much of a relief that is - painful memories of Mollie's last days came flooding back.
Mind you, we have just given each other a bit of a shock when I mistook his head for my black bra. Yes, I know! I had just come out of the bathroom, no specs on and the curtains were still pulled so the room was quite dark. I was looking for something black, satiny and rounded and there it was. Reached out to grab it but it was warm, furry and a tad annoyed - how was I to know he'd curled up in the bottom of the wardrobe again for a quick nap! Not sure who was the most startled.