Three days ago I took this video. Frank. My super duper cuddly wuddly kitty. I love this guy so much. Everything was fine. Normal. Until the next day. He didnt come down for snack. Or dinner. Stayed in the spot on my bed and just slept. No amount if coaxing for food, even all his favorites, would work. No water.

I took him to the vet yesterday. After $800 I don't have, all we know is he has little to no white blood cells. Negative for everything, but very low white blood count. 87,000.

I'm giving him sub q fluids, appetite enhancers (not working), and antibiotics (hopefully they start working). I don't think he's going to make it. I'm heartbroken .

I came home. I had him quarantined in my room. My door was open. I was furious. Who forgot to shut the door! Frank was nowhere to be found. And then I checked my office that's currently acting as a storage room. And there he is, by the window with his twin brother, Stein, wrapped around him comforting him.

Frank and Stein.