Down to the wire and tomorrow’s the big, bad day. I visited Scooter again this morning. She was alert and responsive today. It didn’t make the visit any easier. She greeted me with a meow. She nuzzled me and suffered her brushing gladly. I gave her a Petrodex treat which she ate out of my hand.
The vet (the one who looks 14 — see previous post) said she was even grooming herself earlier. She’s relatively healthy except for whatever this condition is. They suspect now, it’s neurological and that means there is likely no treatment. Tomorrow isn’t likely to be a happy day.