One of the most difficult things about Larry's health crisis is not knowing from one moment to the next if "the end" might happen at any moment -- and yesterday was particularly scary. I came home from work and when he jumped down from his perch to greet me -- per usual -- he completely lost his equilibrium, all but falling down on his side. He then stumbled into the bedroom, and spent the better part of the evening in a dark corner under my desk, a place he's never hung out before. (When Troy was ready to say goodbye to us, he hid under my bed.) Just when I was ready to sign Larry's death certificate, he surprised us when we were in the kitchen doing dishes and paying bills and joined us, as you can see above, which made me the happiest man in New York City! To learn more about his situation, click HERE.