...and I don't know if/when he'll come home.
Rescued him from a chaotic home aged 7 weeks old (siblings died/mother rejected him). We didn't know he was a Maine coon til he grew. I slept with him for the first month because he was desperate for contact. He was a teeny dot of a thing.
Now he's 3 years old, 7.5kg and in the vets with a vestibular problem that started suddenly this morning. I visited him this afternoon - the vet/nurses are lovely, but he was in a room with dogs and panting with distress. I want to bring him home. They don't know when he can leave. If it's a tumor, I guess he might not.
I love him. I don't *do this about cats (we have several) but he was my baby kitten for so long. I just want him home.