I have stories about how this came to be, but right now I'm too worried to write. He has an appointment with the vet tonight, and until then all I can do is fret over his fragile state.
Please cross your fingers for him? He's been fighting the good fight against whatever's got him, and has been nothing but sweet and gentle, but he seems to be heading sharply downhill today, and I'm terrified he won't make it.
I think he looks like a "Hobbes".