i don’t! can’t bring myself to go through pictures of him right now but i’ll reply to a good one
it looks like he’s in the last few weeks of his life, which i have dreaded for years and is as awful as i imagined-- but he is home with us now, and a week and a half ago i thought he was in the last days of his life stuck at the vet, and in particular i thought he was going to pass while i was at the national world war ii museum in new orleans lousiana with my racist grandfather, so i’m mostly relieved that didn’t happen
basically i’m happy he’s here and gets to hang out a little while longer and also sick about it every waking hour etc etc
yeesh