We just came back from the doctor for him: the weird GP does not think it is shingles he has. He never does. But the pills work! Go figure!

I feel bad I did not go with him to walk Billy, he needs support.

But he left so fast and I wanted to cook him breakfast at home to save money.

The mold treatment is a huge thing and we have to be out of the house all day, from 1pm to 6pm. I guess we could board the cats for the day at the vet? I am very worried about the toxicity of this mold treatment.

We are having our wake for Whiskey with his community in the park, next Saturday at 3pm. I hope to take pictures.