After doing my rounds and returning some keys to clients, I finished the day by putting dry food down for the ferals.
It was good to get home and stay in. Lily needs to be watched over and fed every few hours. She's still on shaky ground. The retired-guy is keeping the wood-stove going and the cats are lying in a heap. My vet emailed me tonight and got an update on Lily's condition. I told her she is moving very slowly but at least she's up. It could be that she smelled a chicken cooking and it had given her some interest to move around. She ate 5 bites. It will be baby food and Critical Care in a syringe or from my hand again tonight.
Dropping in to visit with grandkids, Riley and Bradley, was a nice lift for the day. I've been exhausted and so down lately. Bradley is smiling and laughing now and found my mopey face to be quite amusing.
I think he can make some pretty funny lookin' faces, too.
Must check Lily and then hit the sack. Thanks for all your good wishes for her.