Morgan drops me off at 11ish, I do my normal bed time routien, then check on teh ratters. Ren, is not in good condition. He was listless, shivery, and twitching. After being briefly certain he was dying then and there, I grabed the phone book and started looking for vets that were open. Found one, in Mall 205 (or close enough). Called Brent and got
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