Gregor Samsa, my beautiful little baby boy, is ill.
He will probably die.
He's having an ultrasound right now. There is either fluid or tumors all around his lung area, obscuring his heart. If it's fluid, it can maybe be drained off, and he might live a little bit longer.
If it's tumors, everyone recommends that I "put him to sleep" because he can't breathe, and it's a horrible way to die. (He's on oxygen right now.)
He seemed fine two days ago.
I am sitting here, typing next to his empty cage.
He's my best friend. He's alive right now. Please, please, send your good thoughts and prayers, and hopes that he lives. He's my everything.