Friday Eve

All day while I was at work I worried about Brady. I really wanted to go home at lunch and check on him, but with only 30 minutes for lunch I clearly did not have enough time. I did sneak out a few minutes early because I just needed to go check on him. Usually when I come home Brady is at the top of the stairs waiting to welcome me home. As I opened the door he was not there. I kind of figured this because I knew he was probably still sleeping. Last night I had set out the sleeping bag for him to sleep on because the vet said it's important to keep him warm right now. With 2 other cats in the house I was hoping they would not sleep on it and allow him to. Here is what I came home to tonight:

Aren't these the most precious pictures ever!?!? I've been home for 3 hours and Brady just now got up and is currently drinking some water. He is still taking pain meds and I am thinking those combined with the lingering affects of the surgery is making him one very sleepy boy.

I think someone is feeling neglected!! Look at those sad eyes. You would think I have not given her any love for days. Don't feel too bad for her, she still gets plenty of hugs and kisses.

I got the number for our companies EAP, but did not feel comfortable calling from work (don't know why) and had planned on calling when I got home tonight. Guess what? I forgot the number at work. I will call tomorrow when I get home.

Tomorrow I will get the pathology report from Brady. I pray hard that he will be OK. Thank you all for your kind words. My pets and I (especially Brady) appreciate all of them.