Current mood:

sad

New Katie Kitty Update
Katie has fibroid sarcoma, an aggressive cancer that started in her bone. The vet said she could operate, but it would mean taking off half of Katie's skull, and I wouldn't wish that on a young kitty much less and older one.

For now, L and I are treating her as normal, although her face is becoming misshapen. She still eats, still jumps up on my desk, and still head butts me. We take that to mean that she's feeling fine overall. But...the vet said the day will come fairly soon when she will stop eating and/or will hide all the time. When that happens, it's time to take her in.

Right now, she's crouching on my desk, trying to figure out what the shadow on the wall is. She hasn't any idea what's the matter. I think that's what makes this all the more sad. And yet her plight serves as a lesson to us all: she will eat and jump and purr and swat at Bailey and nap in the sun right up until the end. Shouldn't we all?