In a little over an hour I will drop off my Tuna for his surgery. He is very upset because he has no breakfast. He is lying in the kitchen with a pissed look on his face. I am trying not to worry, but I am quite worried. He is perhaps the sweetest cat I have ever had, and I have had a number of cats. I have loved all my cats and been amazed at their distinctly vivid personalities. But never have I had a cat who was so gentle, a "gentle giant" as Dr. Norton, his vet, calls him. Because he is huge, 25 pounds at his peak, although he is shrinking some in his old age. So please, anyone who reads this, wish him the best luck today.