Sam The Skull is still faithfully hanging around every morning waiting for a snack.
I lifted him up recently, and he weighs a lot more than he used to. Being a British cat (an orange-eyed white) he naturally grows thicker fur during the winter months, and I wanted to ascertain whether he was also heavier - he is!

I sadly have to report that Murphy is deteriorating rapidly now, and I think we'll have to have him put to sleep quite soon.
It's heartbreaking - every evening before I usher the two of them into the kitchen and snuggle them into their beds on the counter top, he climbs into my arms and stretches out across my chest with one paw on my face. He's so thin and light, and every time I feel we're saying 'goodbye' to each other.
It breaks one's heart doesn't it? :(