Stormy had a really good time last night. There’s been this feral cat hanging around my place for a while, last night when I took hanna and storm outside before bed the cat stayed in its favorite spot, behind the gnome statue (long story boiled down, my buds stole it for me as a joke and left it on the steps on the edge of my driveway), normally the cat runs off, but last night it stood its ground. Stormy (blind) sniffed and wagged his tail his way towards the cat, he knew something was there. When he was a foot and a half away I stood over him and held him. The cats feral, but friendly, still would’ve scratched storms non working eyes out if he got too close. That was fun, and also bedtime so I brought the dogs inside. Today the alarm goes off at 4, I hit snooze a couple times untill 4:30 and get up. I let the dogs out and drink my coffee while storm checks out kittys last known spot, checks it’s food bowl, finds it empty then goes around marking over the foxes markings. There’s been a 3 legged fox hanging around, probably hunting the cat, but it can’t catch the cat, and it’s pathetic enough that I decided to start giving the fox freezer burnt meat I have. Anyways, Stormy checks the cats food bowl, finds it empty, then works his way around the yard peeing on all the spots I’m assuming the fox does every night. He’s wagging his tail and having a good ole time out peeing the fox. So I call both the dogs in, give Stormy his insulin shot and feed them. My routine is take the dogs outside, bring them in and feed them, then I take a shower. When I got out of the shower I found storm curled up, he had a stroke. I took him up to the emergency vet in Fargo and held him as he went to sleep. Storm was a very good boy. The date of his last day was unknown to me, so I didn’t do anything to make it special. The way it worked out it was probably the best day he had in years, I like that.