A sad thing happened. The furry dude, little Bryher cat, is dead. She had a huge tumour in her right hind leg that had been treated since Christmas. And in the end, she couldn't walk more than a few yards, and I think her kidneys were packing up too. Finally, that leg dragged on the ground so much that she'd worn the fur away, and the skin was broken and bleeding.
I took her to the vets to be put down on 7th April. When she was dead, and lying on the vet's table, I could hold her leg with the tumour, and it weighed about a third to a half of her body weight. She was always a tiny little dude, but she was just skin and bones at the end.
I miss her so much. Rest in peace, cat-face.