Finally the weather has become more seasonable. It is, in fact, hot. Patrick seems to be bothered by it most. Last night I got up from my favorite TV show, CSI Special Victims Unit, and gave him a spur of the moment haircut. I think he feels better, though there's not much I can do. Besides, I have my own problems with the heat. All last winter I thought perhaps I had changed my preference for cold over hot. All it took was one day, though, before I remembered how much I hate heat. I would still rather be cold than hot. I think Patrick feels the same way.
Patrick is still taking medication for whatever illness he had, and is doing well. Finally yesterday the vet decided to try and cut down a little. The idea scares me, but I will try it. It will be terrible if he gets sick again, and I hold my breath.