Prayers sent. I've got seven.
Seven?<!> My ex-galfriend got a cat after we broke up who is cross-eyed. She named him Stevie Ray (ala Vaughn), and he and our (joint custody) 155# Great Dane get along famously. They even sleep together (hey. HEY! Get your mind outta the gutter!) It is so funny to see that cat curled up next to this huge dog. When Eloise (the puppy) has had enough of the cat's swatting at her tail, or whatever, she will take a paw and pin Stevie to the floor and hold him there. Stevie Ray just lays there and looks at Eloise...like, "Oh, come on, I was just
playing!"
Anyway, there's my cat story. I hope the cat-in-question is okay. Please let us know what transpires during the AM.