This past week, his belly ballooned. Not a good sign, too many bad, nasty, horrible things it might be. Cancer, FIP.... He still has a great appetite, he's eating and drinking, breathing normally, but this belly just isn't normal.
We're going to try to get him to his vet this week.
Katie is staying by his side, purring and grooming him, as much as she can. Her chin is getting bigger, but she's still eating and she grooms herself. Every couple of days the tumor splits and there's a little blood, but so far, nothing like with Pepper. Pepper drooled most of the time and towards the end, the drool was always bloody. Katie hasn't reached that point yet.
Just damn.