I do worry about him, with all he's been through in his life, he's
only got about 2 lives left now!  He's had: 1 broken leg (now pinned)
with pneumo thorax that he got falling of scaffolding.  Broken wrist
falling off balcony when he tried to catch a pigeon.

I moved to a house with an enclosed garden so he can go out, other
cats come in and he chases them but won't (or can't) climb the fence
to chase them,it's so funny to watch him.

He's also had bladder stones - had to take him off dried food, then he
had thryoid trouble and had to have his pituitary gland removed, now
he's diabetic and has just been diagnosed with kidney problems too.

You'd never know he's ill to look at him though, he thinks he's a
kitten since he's been on insulin, it's given him a new lease of life.
He's 15 going on 5!  The vet told me never to let him out in the
street (which I wouldn't anyway), as he's the eternal teenager, which
was a polite way of telling me he's not all that bright - but he is in
some ways.

Anyway, I hope I haven't bored you all, and I'm off to bed now (he has
to stay downstairs as he snores too loudly to come upstairs, also he
likes to rustle the carrier bag in my waste bin at 7am to get some
breakfast, and I work nights!