This dear old chap is very poorly indeed. We spent a dreadful hour together at the vets today, trying to make sense of a complicated array of serious problems. Tests have been undertaken, some results still awaited, but good news is unlikely.
I noted that Kevin had enough of his old spirit to swear and spit at the vet in the time-honoured way, and to leave her and me liberally covered in ginger hair.
News to follow as I get it.
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