Midnight started his day yesterday as usual.  By afternoon, he was acting listless.  He spoke a plaintiff “Meeooow” to Sylvia as she walked past him.  He barely touched his afternoon food.  He was obviously not feeling well. 🙁  In the evening, Sylvia and I found some time to watch some TV.  I became concerned when kitty didn’t join us.  He always wants to be with us when we settle in the recliners.  But not last evening.

I went to look for Midnight and found him on the bottom step of the basement stairs.  He looked so sad. 🙁  I went down and sat beside him.  He didn’t react.  (He normally nuzzles me at times like that.)  When I tried to pet him, he gave a mournful moan and walked away.  I left him in the basement.  (He spends his night there and it is his getaway place.)

He’s neither hungry nor happy this morning.  I sure hope he gets to feeling better.