It had felt like a life time ago that he had spoken to his nieces and nephews, since then thing had only run further and further downhill. His wife’s condition had come to light and with it his own condition had slid, though he was not the one who was sick or dying he was the one that had allowed himself to look it. His eyes were dulled and his fur ruffled and though he still held himself up with some pride there was a slight slump to his posture.
So it would be that when he called his lost family members he wondered what their reaction would be. He had much to tell them and a part of him was dreading seeing Gaia, what would her choice be?
