We rescued Malcolm from Mom's apartment after he was home alone for 3 weeks. She was still in the hospital and all indications was she would eventually get home. She was improving and when they took the vent off she was breathing on her own. However, after a week of not getting out of the ICU psychosis, she passed away November 21st. Everybody asked what we would do with him now. Well I did what we had to do, adopted him. He is officially our downstairs cat. He is such a lovebug and is always giving hugs and meowing for food. I'm happy to take him. I'm just sad it had to happen this way.