He carried her all the way home, and she didn't resist at all. That is not Evie, she does not like being carried. He got her home to me and we set her up in my bathroom. She has had a little water, but threw it up. She won't eat. She can't stand up, she's too weak. I've seen this before, she is dying. and even if we could take her to the vet, she's too far gone. I have only seen this ravaging this quick once, Feline Lukemia. Which pretty much means that the rest of the cats are carriers. We tried to be so careful and get them all their shots.
I have numbed myself. I tried to feel about it earlier, and I almost cracked. So I have stuffed my emotions about it away.
The scooter is fixed for now. Doc was able to fix it. He needs B to install the part he just got, though. And B isn't replying to him. Pain in the ass.
I have to go wake doc up for work.
