A few weeks ago, one of my Kitty Boyz, Iggy, became suddenly and clearly ill. Blood chemistries revealed nothing except that his organs and systems are actually functioning well, particularly for an older cat. After further diagnostic efforts, we found he has a mass in the mesentary and it is not considered operable. We are pursuing a course of palliative meds to stimulate appetite and control any pain. He is still my sunny, sweet dispositioned, snuggle cat at the moment, though not very active, of course.
Think warm thoughts, if you can, that he feels happy and pampered and loved a while longer and that I have the grace and courage to listen to him and let him go when he is ready. He's a lovely, easy and gentle cat and he's only been ours for seven years - I had hoped he might still enjoy some warm spring days sunning in the windows of our house, but Minnesota weather seems not to want to cooperate.
Here's my favorite picture of my plush, handsome boy.
Kitty boy Iggy, forever in our hearts...
