The Solid Silver Cat, Part III

[serinde]

Just checked Mage into the animal hospital (at a ruinous rate we can't much afford--thankfully I just got the Sell Your Unused Eggs application form, the recompense for which will clear a pretty penny if I'm accepted), as in spite of seeming better after the pre-Pennsic diarrhea-fest, he's actually lost over two pounds since then. So, IV fluids and blood tests and God-knows-what. They haven't a notion yet of what his damage could be, since the only visible sign is that he refuses food that isn't tuna (even canned food). He's otherwise the same doofball, only skinnier.