parenting is hell

Last night, I had a nightmare that Reese had temporarily escaped and came back home bruised and bloodied from the neighborhood cats, and no matter how hard we tried we couldn't fix him up. Some time later, I woke up to my mom telling me that Reese is sick, he's been throwing up/not eating, and his eyes are all oozy.

Guys, he looks a hot mess. This is breaking my heart. He was fine last night, and now he has pus oozing from his trademark huge eyes. I'm taking him to the vet at six, and I might be sort of a wreck until then. Seeing innocent animals sick is too much for me. Too much.