I don’t know whether to go home and see Pip. He needs to rest really and last time I saw him we had a cuddle and he was running up and down my sleeves. But I feel like I should go and see him while he’s still alive just to know I was with him one last time…
That said, if I’m in the house with a corpse tomorrow I’m going to be an absolute fucking wreck. god I can’t wait for this shitty week to be over. How the hell is this year equalling 2019 for shitness so far???
Only just got home. The cat was moaning even more than usual, then I realised that I forgot to open the cat flap this morning so he’s be locked in since last night. He hasn’t used the litter tray either, hopefully he’s just corked it up.