Old Hag = Young Kitty

Rogue decided that she wanted to sleep on my chest last night. No matter what way I was sleeping, whether I be on my back, side, front, you name it. I guess it's been THAT cold.

Melma scared the crap out of me yesterday. Her head was shaking for some reason. I fed her then she was fine. I was freaking out that she had some brain degeneration but apparently cats can get low blood sugar as well. She's been frail in the last few months and I know she's not long for this earth, but I want her to be comfortable and happy as long as I can. There's been more of my life with that damned cat in it than without. She's really special, so special even strangers tend to love her.