Monday, March 21, 2005

My cat has cancer

I think my cat has cancer.

She has vaginal cancer.

She is dying, I think.

She has had problems the past few months. I don't know why I just thought it was her being "in heat" sypmtoms. What is wrong with me? This poor creature depends on me for her care. I kept putting off certain symptoms and now she has a possible tumor that can be cancerous.

My cat is probably on the road to death.

I am so sorry Daisy. I am so sorry that I ignored your suffering signs as just something of the norm.

I have had this cat since Keith and I were dating. My previous cat had died and he bought her for me, because he knew how much I missed Kit Kat. We took her home and we ate Chinese takeout as she explored my apartment. She fell off the couch and shook her tiny little black furry head and we laughed "She seems so dazed and confused!" Then I realized that was her name "Daisy! She is Dazed, so I will call her Daisy!" I knew that Dazed was different than Daisy, but Daisy's are my favorite flower and it just went along with the moment.

She was there when we got engaged, she was there when we got married, she was there when I was 8 months pregnant and I fell asleep in the bathtub and she climbed onto my belly like an island and patted my nose to wake me. Yes, she did that. Believe it or not, my cat did that. She was there when I brought home every single one of my babies. And was there when I lost one of my babies in my womb. As I cried in excruciating pain, she stayed next to me on the bed and licked my hand.

I taught her to fetch like a dog. With a can of tuna and a water bottle cap. She makes chirping sounds at birds and can imitate a squirrel when she sees them in the window sill.

I love seeing her when I wake up as she curls around my feet. I love when the baby sees her and his eyes get huge and wide and he motions to go after her. He wants her so bad and it's hilarious. We keep saying she will be the reason he crawls early.

She is a part of my family. I know she will have to go sometime, at some moment, but I am not prepared for that. I don't take to death of family members well. And she is a family member.

She has been there for 8 years. And now she might be dying.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I hope it's just a hemmoroid.

1:06 PM  

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