Itty Bitty Abe Vigoda - the World's Oldest Hedonist.

[Not Afraid]

The vet was so surprised he wasn't already dead. He may ultimately need a blood transfusion. How much can that cost when he's so tiny?

I just feel sorry for him and sad because I'm not thinking someone knew he was sick and turned him out onto the street to die. I'm also sad I let this go for almost 2 weeks before discovering there was something wrong. He had to wiggle his way into our lives first.

I keep thinking about the little lick he gave me on the cheek before we left for the vet. I want to think he knew something was going to happen. Either he was saying "goodbye and thanks for the last 2 wonderful weeks" or "thanks for taking me to the vet, I'll be back". Or, maybe he was just saying "you spilled yogurt on your cheek".


Poor little Abe.