I had a post planned for tonight, but I just don't have the energy for it. Sherlock crossed over the rainbow bridge around 8:30 pm. The last few days he deteriorated so fast. His eye sight started to go in and out and he looked so lost whenever we were not holding him close. This morning his head started to jerk up and down and I knew it was time. He was the sweetest and most loving kitten I'll ever have. He was brave all the way to the end and showed us nothing but love even though we had to give him medication every 8 hours, which he hated. I hope he knows how much he was loved and adored. FIP is a horrible disease and I hope one day they will find a cure. There's a hole in my heart that aches for him but I know he's in a better place. Until we meet again. I love you Sherlock. Always and forever. Leslie