As much as I'd love to be sharing cheery pictures with you all now, I am the bearer of bad news
We had to have George pts today.
He's been sleeping alot recently, but as he wakes up late anyway it wasn't really a big deal. Friday however he wasn't himself, wasn't eating right, and had doubled in size. Swift trip to the vets this evening after no improvement, and he pretty much instantly pointed out that the swelling was a massive tumor. Pts the best thing for him
He was only 6months old and me and the boyfriend are gutted ;(