I have some sad and bad news; I have cancer.
Last week I went to the vet for a full blood work-up and x-rays because I haven't been my normal self for a little bit and I've lost weight. My bloods are fine, however, it was the x-rays that revealed that my innards are all wonky with fluid and abnormalities. The vet said I could have an ultrasound and/or exploratory surgery, but that it would only confirm what type of cancer I have--and at this point it looks fairly advanced. Chemotherapy might be a last-ditch option, but since I detest (so much) being poked, prodded, or otherwise examined Mommy and Daddy have decided against it. I am getting antibiotics which have helped me perk up a bit, and also prednolisone to reduce the angryness of my innards.
So right now me and the Great Beyond are at a standoff--Mommy started a Good Day/Bad Day calendar and Daddy will keep a close eye on me too, to make sure I don't suffer. I love and trust them implicitly, so I'm not worried about pain--I just wish I could stay longer so they don't hurt. For now, I'm simply going to enjoy all the sunbeams, ham, and love I deserve.
I'll keep you all posted.
Love, and Happy Tuxie Tuesday~
XX Sylvester XX