My old cat

Update: My old kitty has gone off to where ever it is crotchety cats go. He had a fairly large tumor in his kidney that had metastasized. There wasn't anything to be done for him but hold him and let him go. I'll miss the boy.


This is my old cat relaxing on his bed about a year ago. Today I took him to the vet. He'd gotten that old cat bony look this past year, but this week things got really out of hand and he's been refusing food. He's at the vets now getting fluids and nourishment via an IV. They're also doing a full set of blood tests. And he had an x-ray - there is some sort of mass showing up in his stomach. Depending on how he does over the next couple of days (and the results of the blood work), he may have an ultrasound on Wednesday to try to determine what the mass is and if it's fixable. The vet flat out said that it probably wouldn't be. Surgery is a crap shoot with him anyway. The last time he had his teeth cleaned he almost didn't make it out of the anesthesia.

I'm feeling as if my final ties to my old home are being severed. When my husband and I moved here, we brought our 3 dogs and the cat. My husband and all 3 dogs have died. Now I will probably loose my bad tempered cat.

I know that in the bigger picture this is a non-starter, but....