blast & damn
So much for nothing going wrong.
I found a lump on my cat. Not Jezebel, who seems to be chronically pregnant, but on Leonardo ... the fat, grey, chronically hungry furball we've had in the family for about 10 years. We thought it might be a hairball that he hadn't coughed up in a while (a long while, since the lump is roughly the size of an orange, according to x-rays).
It's a tumor.
Friday the vet will do exploratory surgery to determine if the tumor is benign or malignant. If malignant, the cat will be put down.
So I'm going to Marietta tonight, but not for trivia. I'm going to spend the evening with my cat and a can of tuna and a hell of a lot of cat nip.
I found a lump on my cat. Not Jezebel, who seems to be chronically pregnant, but on Leonardo ... the fat, grey, chronically hungry furball we've had in the family for about 10 years. We thought it might be a hairball that he hadn't coughed up in a while (a long while, since the lump is roughly the size of an orange, according to x-rays).
It's a tumor.
Friday the vet will do exploratory surgery to determine if the tumor is benign or malignant. If malignant, the cat will be put down.
So I'm going to Marietta tonight, but not for trivia. I'm going to spend the evening with my cat and a can of tuna and a hell of a lot of cat nip.