It's about 730 in the morning on Saturday and we are all here in bed. Zero seems confused. Like he doesn't know what he feels like doing. He lays down for a minute but the stands up again and wobbles on his back legs, turns around walks a few steps on top of me, then comes back and lays down again.
I worry about him every day but he still eats well, loves his snuggles and purrs to show me he is happy. Keep it up, little man.
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