I also wanted to share some photos of Socks. Most are mine, but mom took one or two of them.
I don't even remember when this was taken. He had found a sleeping bag that hadn't been put away yet.
More than five years ago. Dear Socks was helping us unpack for Christmas.
Close up mug shot. He pretty much always looked grumpy.
...actually, Kokopelle was in on this one, but I wasn't able to get photographic evidence of that.
I recently mentioned that Socks started sleeping on my bed. Well, after a few days he switched to sleeping under my bed. I figured that it was just because it's warmer under my bed since that's where the vent in my bedroom is.
We got a bed for him that we placed under my bed, so that it would be easier to drag him out for his pills. (He even used it, more than half the time!) He was so frail I worried about hurting him, and it was easier to drag the bed out than to worry about how to hold him.
Kokopell is keeping Socks company in this photo. Socks is on the left, Kokopelle's on the right. Yes, I really can tell them apart.