Benny's blood panel came back today. He has severe diabetes, and cataracts.

He's going to go blind in the next month or two, and will have to go through a strict regimen of insulin shots twice a day for the rest of his life. Add to this, a series of blood tests, and a strictly controlled diet and feeding schedule, and things are looking pretty bleak for the little guy.

So, I'm left with a big decision. The ultimate decision.

I've had Benny, and his brother Rutger for nearly 11 years. He has more personality than any other cat I've ever met, and he certainly never stopped chatting, the whole time he was at the vet's.

So, as if being unemployed, with no Green Card, and facing an unwanted return to Europe, whilst being without Miles et al for six months wasn't enough, I now have to worry about Benny's health, and whether I should put him out of his misery.

How was your day?