So we went to the vet, his 'stool' is off to the lab and the doctor stuck her gloved finger up his little rear end. (FYI HE HATED IT)

No alarming findings but we'll know more (if there's more to know) when the poo-sults come back tomorrow or Monday. PHEW!

Thanks for good kitty buttvibes!


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The big guy has to go into the vet today. (Luckily I'm out sick and can take him at 2, their ONE opening from now til Monday.)

For my own record as much as your morbid curiosity...

Late wednesday night/early thursday morn - Pee and poo (solid) in the tub.
Thursday evening - Pee and poo (half solid, half soft) in the tub.
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...When you're beating the piss outta cancer.

As of today it's been exactly six months since we found out Scruffy had cancer and he was rushed into surgery. (That was such a bad, bad day.)


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Today I'm playing hookie to take my little orange gentleman to a follow-up visit with his oncologist.

I got to sleep in, have cinnamon buns with Mark (who is now at Costco with a coworker to buy cheap dvds, and he's there with strict instructions to buy me a BUCKET of SOMETHING, ha!) and now I'm lounging around, thinking about packing up the cat to ( Read more... )

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Okay, so, Scruffy Update...

A couple of days ago I decided FOR SURE that we would opt for the radiation treatment for our little orange man. The oncologist said that it would probably be okay if we waited to start til I was back from my trip.  I just didnt feel good about having him going through the radiation while I'm off traipsing around Europe ( Read more... )

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