Do you believe in miracles?

Because I do, now... and we have had one. After I wrote the last post, late New Year's eve, the vet called with the most amazing news; the fever was fading, little Bunny kitty had started eating, and maybe, just maybe he might be pulling through.

Two days later, he's home now. Very weak, and the staples are, um, a challenge... but he's here and he's healing, slowly. I go in every two hours and try to feed him, sit with him, rub his ears, and think about how unimportant THINGS are when we compare them with the people (and cats) that we love. Goes without saying that the bill is huge-mongous... but I can sell a lot of things to raise cash. My fella started taking in our DVD collection to the local store and turning it into cash, and I'm hunting up a buyer for my car.

None of it matters. When I stare into those copper-penny eyes, I know I'm doing the right thing. God has blessed me with more time, and I intend to make use of every minute.