Little Archie is out of his cast and back to being all naughty and cute.
Big sister Val sits in her tunnel just wishing he’d grow up and stop being so immature.
He’s just a little bag of bones with a lot of fluffy hair. I took an antihistamine before I went to visit but my eyes were still a mess that night. They’d both been washed with special purple shampoo for white cats the previous day so they were looking gorgeous.
Lizzies little kitten has been unwell while I was away. He had torn ligaments in his knee which required him wearing a cast for a week. He didn’t like it and stopped eating and started losing weight and the vet thought he might have had a virus that wasn’t showing up in blood tests and in general he just caused a whole lot of worry and upset for Lizzie. She was leaving him at the vets during the day while she was at work so they could basically force feed him and keep an eye on him.
He seems to have really picked up since Wednesday though. He had the cast taken off and the knee seems ok and he’s been eating well so maybe he just wasn’t happy about the cast weighing him down.
Look at the poor little bubba, he’s so sweet even with that huge leg.
My daughters new cat – Archie. Another ragdoll with lots of white hair to get over every item of black clothing I own.