Tomorrow is six months since Sunny passed away.

I miss his precious face so incredibly much. Our home isn’t complete without him. I still find myself apologizing to him for what happened. It’s still the only way I know how to cope with him not being around. I’d give anything to have him back.

We’ve been using the fireplace these last few days. Sunny loved the fireplace. He would always sit directly in front of the fire; the light off of the fire would bounce off of his orange fur essentially making him glow. I miss seeing that. I miss the way he enjoyed the fireplace; I miss the way he enjoyed life.

I just got up to get a tissue and decided to check up on Macky. He was laying on the bed with one leg in the air and cleaning his crotch. Looks like we’ll be washing the sheets again. But that’s Macky. And I’m so grateful to have him as a constant reminder of his brother, Sunny. They’re such opposites, but yet so similar. In a way, Sunny is still very much alive through Macky (except when Macky is bad, which is quite often).

We miss you very much, Sunny. There’s not a day that goes by when we’re not thinking about you or talking about one of our many wonderful memories of you. Tell god I said what’s up and tell Santa not go be too hard on Macky this year.

I didn’t know where this entry was going when I started it, and I don’t know how to end it now. I suppose I’ll just end it here.  I leave you with a picture of Sunny.  He’s covered in ash from the fireplace — one of his goofiest moments ever.

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Sunny is still in the hospital. We’re told his temperature has returned to normal and has stayed that way all day. We’re also told he hasn’t vomited since early Monday morning. This is a huge step for Sunny, but we still have very far to go. We really need to get him to eat. Sunny hasn’t done so since Thursday night, and by not eating, we’re possibly getting ourselves into more issues. We’re hopeful, though, with these baby steps today (no fever, not throwing up), he’ll make the progression into eating. Sunny eating would be absolutely huge.

It’s been a rough few days for everyone. Rebecca and I took off work today to try to gain some much needed strength. For the most part, it helped, but we’re still very concerned for our Sunny. I cannot even imagine what’s going through Sunny’s mind through all of this. They hospital says he’s not in too much pain, but more like a discomfort. But to be away from home, away from your parents, and your crazy brother and sister? That must be very scary for him. I know he’s in great hands right now, but we still want to try to go visit him either tomorrow or Wednesday.

Macky has missed his brother big time. I don’t want to say he’s depressed, but he definitely looks for his brother from time to time. He’ll just walk around the place meowing over and over again. Macky knows his brother’s missing; he knows there’s something wrong. Macky slept with me on the couch today, as in actually fell asleep in my lap. This is something he NEVER does. It made me really happy, almost like he was comforting me. He was purring up a storm, too, so I’m sure he felt comfort as well. I cannot wait to reunite the both of them; they’re going to be so incredibly happy.

Thanks for everyone’s concern these last few days — all of your thoughts and prayers do mean a lot to us. Comments are formally open on Sunny’s site, mackymowiesunny.com, for those interested.

We don’t get to capture Mowie all that often — she’s not really photogenic like the boys. She tends to put on a bitch face whenever we click to take a picture. We’ve been trying to desperately get a quality picture to at least capture her personality. I think this is the closest I’ve ever got to a non-bitch-face Mowie picture.

We brought Sunny to see the cardiologist this morning.  The good news is that his heart is perfectly normal and very healthy.  It is not enlarged like the vet thought, and his episodes are more than likely not a result of his heart — though it could still be a random irregular heart beat, but not likely. 

Instead, we’re, once again, clueless about what it could be.  The cardiologist advised us to possibly see a neurologist if the episodes continue to happen. 

In a sense, it’s good we ruled out his heart, but I think I’d be more comfortable knowing that it was in fact his heart and we have to then medicate him.  As of right now, we have no idea what’s occurring.  I’m just now hoping that his episodes never happen again. 

Well, apparently my cats aren’t the only ones who push blinds over.

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