N just called from outside the vet (which opened moments ago). Bastian is still among the living. They had him on IV fluids all night. The test results haven't come back yet and N is going to call them in a couple of hours to check and see if we can find out more information.
I feel incredibly guilty in all of this. Incredibly so. I feel like I completely betrayed his trust in me that I would take care of him -- not to wait until he's at the end of his rope, but to get him in well before then.
I took care of him as soon as I could see that there was something wrong, but by that time, it was nearly (and still may be) too late.
I keep asking him, begging him, for a second chance. I don't want him to die right now. He's one of the bestest cats in the whole world.
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