Just simply knowing that Yogi’s spending tonight alone in that cage is heart wrenching enough. I couldn’t even hug him properly because of all the tubes that were stuck onto him. I’m sure that video call with my sister was one of the most heartbreaking thing we both had to do in a long time and that’s absolutely nothing compared to what he’s going through. Yogi was just happily being himself, sniffing every tree he could get his nose on, even as I anxiously carried him to the vet this afternoon.  I hope he pulls through just like he did years ago. For now, I’m so heartbroken.