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An acquaintance offered to take Tiny but had to go out of town until today. I hope she shows up this evening, because Tiny has to go. This morning i got up to find both of the other cats in the basement, while Tiny pranced around upstairs like she owned the place. We didnt see Baxter at all yesterday. Today he was perched on top of the furnace with his eyes turning feral. I brought him a small bowl of mush to eat and told him that his terror might be gone soon. Link ran back upstairs and immediately returned to her spot on top of the fridge. Not even mush would bring her down, so got another meal to eat on the kitchen counter. Her long, black fur is floating in clumps all over the kitchen. Tiny stayed glued to me for most of last night, her purrs and stinky breath waking me from time to time.