Hey guys, Mackerel's doing ok today. About the same, and they're going to run blood tests tomorrow.
My friend wrote this sonnet for Mack and I.

Thought I'd share it here with you guys- if you want to know the poet's name whisper me and I'll let you know. XD
Your feline friend, like all their kind, will lie
In sunshine beams that spray across the floor,
And wait 'till sounds of footsteps multiply
Then idle suddenly behind the door.
You will appear, the daily chore was long
And comfort's on the forefront of your mind -
And true, your feline friend just smiles a song
Of miaows and purrs - its offer to be kind.
You reach out to your friend - alas, aloof!
They scamper out of sight to spark a chase.
But then, hussar! They make you look the goof
By pouncing on you for a warm embrace.
So with a hug, and probably a sob,
Your feline friend knows it has done its job.