Thanks again for all your advice and support that I really haven't earned for being away from PT for so long. It means a lot. I'm trying to read up on what's going on and who's who, but I may confuse names and threads for a while, hope you can forgive that. I've been crying (again) this afternoon, tears in Bella's fur. She was miserable on friday, and I regretted deeply that I had cancelled our thursday appointment, and she really hasn't been much better today. Yesterday she would eat nothing but the shrimps she's is not supposed to have, but I thought what the, well, you know. Just as long as she eats something. I shall try the advice from ... oh not again, I'm such a scatterbrain these days, I'm sorry ... about handfeeding her some of the wet food. I have tried to heat the plates, and this at least makes her lick off the sauce from the meatballs. But when I try to blend meatballs and sauce, she'll have nothing of it. I have been wondering whether a cat could become depressed, as Bella did seem to become very sad when the blood tests had to be repeated several times. She was always a very proud girl, and she absolutely hates to be tampered with, especially by strangers. I think I'll call the vet on monday and ask about this. Tomorrow my great-cousin will come by with his camera and take some pictures of Bella and me together, as this may be our last chance. Yesterday's agony made me think up a little poem, a sort of prayer of my own, hopefully it's not too ridiculous or bad language!
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Why why Why
do kitties have to die?
Please mr. D
don't take my friend
Oh please do pass us by.
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But if you must
it must be so
and never mind my cry
Unwillingly I will comply
and I will let her go.
See you soon, and
lovefrom
Sus and Bella





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The other day I had bought calf liver, he was jumping around in the kitchen to get as much as possible before it went on the pan. That and raw white fish is his favourites.


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