
Originally Posted by
Medusa
Boo had a rough night last night, back and forth to the litter box. He started leaking urine again so I called Dr. Lee and he said to bring him right in. Boo was blocked so Dr. Lee sedated him and inserted the catheter and he said that there was tissue in Boo's urine. Dr. Lee did an ultrasound and found a tumor on the bladder; it's so big that Boo has many more days like today in store for him. He's always been so healthy and he's the epitome of the laid back cat so at his advanced age of 19, I don't want to put him through that. Tomorrow at 11:20 AM I'll be helping him to the Bridge. Now to tell my son. Boo is his heart kitty. This one's gonna hurt a lot.
Oh, Mary, I am so very sorry to read this. Much love and sympathy to you and Boo and your son.
May you travel easily to the Bridge, dear kitty, and be greeted by so many friends where you will await your Meowmie to join you One Fine Day and your Heart Brother another Fine Day.
I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
-- Terry Pratchett (1948—2015), Sourcery
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