This poor kitty, regardless of us not having  quite enough funds to cover the vet visit, he is going to the vet today. His eyes look so painful, they make me weep just looking at him. I have tricked him into the cat carrier, and I was grateful that he didn’t attack me. I think he would have if he felt better. I will have to drop him at the vet this morning, when I take Mo in to be spayed and just hope they accept him. They will have to sedate him to examine him- but I can’t let him continue like this much longer. His eyes are worse than Chessa’s were and I found out over the last few days they are from the same litter. 🙁  I don’t think he is feral- I just think he is terrified.)