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It is time.

They say all good things come to an end, and I've known for the last 17 years that our partnership would not be forever.

Cailet has cancer.  It's an extremely aggressive tumor located behind her left eye, and while she is still somewhat perky, she's started 'yelling' at us, which we think is an indication of pain.  She saw the kitty oncologist on Wednesday, and the prognosis is not good.  Our choices were radiation therapy (which might give us a few more months) and surgical removal, which would be very invasive and (I think) might result in the loss of vision in that eye.  We made the decision Weds evening to try and keep her comfortable and see if she might stay with us through December.

Since then... she's become more yelly, she hates her pain medication treatments, she hates the subcutaneous fluid treatments, she can't eat, so we have to force feed her, and... we had the discussion this morning that we're going to call the vet and make the appointment on Monday.

Cailet has been my constant companion since she was 6 weeks old.  She has moved 9 times with me, four of those interstate moves.  She saw me through a divorce, and through countless bouts of depression.  Whenever I needed it, she was there for a cranky cuddle.  I have told Brendan that I don't want to be there when they give her the shot, but the odds are good that I'll change my mind, and see my girl into that good night.

When we lost Brianna, she left a hole that was too big to consider feeling.  Losing Cailet is going to leave a crater in my heart that I just... can't function with.  We will be looking for another fuzzy companion soon, to help Marcus cope, and to help me grieve.

Edit:  We take her in at 10:30 tomorrow morning.


Nov. 29th, 2013 07:57 pm (UTC)
Oh, poor, curmudgeonly Cailet! :( My heart is breaking for you guys, especially for you. It's so very difficult to lose a fuzz ball, even the curmudgeonly ones. Especially the curmudgeonly ones, I think...Their love means so much more because it's so hard to come by most of the time--makes it all the more precious when they show it and give it.

She's been your rock all these years. She'll continue to be your rock after she's crossed The Rainbow Bridge, too, just in a much different way. Her feisty spirit will live on in you and Bren long after she's gone.

You'll find a new companion--as we did after we lost Diva. Lars has been a wonderful addition to our home. He brings a spark of youth neither J nor I have seen in ages with our cats, and it's a constant source of amusement. Lars doesn't fill the Diva sized hole in our hearts or lives, but he makes his own place where she used to be. And that's okay. We still miss Diva like mad, but having Lars makes it oh-so-much easier to bear. I wish the same for you, and for Bren and Marcus as well.

Love you much, girfriend. We'll help you through this best we can from where we are. Lean on us for support--we'll be there for you!
(((((big comforting hugs)))))

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