I took one of our familys cats, Bella, to the vet Wednesday of last week since she had been losing weight fairly quickly. The vet felt a lump in her abdomen which was believed to be a cancerous mass. Blood work also determined she had anemia.
While still making our plan of action, the first step of which would have been an ultrasound, my mom noticed that Bella had not been eating or drinking since she got up this morning. She refused to eat or drink when food was brought to her. Also, she would tire quickly, resulting in her laying in random spots after moving for a short period of time. What movements she did make were slow. It was at that point that we knew. We were able to make an appointment for today, for which Im grateful.
She was with my family since she was less than a year old, since 2005. She was a bit of an oddball compared to our other cat, but we loved her for it. She mostly kept to herself but loved attention when it was given.
Its feels empty without her. We only have one at now. I dont mean that in a way that makes it sound like that other cats value is insignificant or something. Its just... It used to be Mipsey and Bella for so long. Now its just Mipsey. Theres a void.
I dont know if Ill come back to this topic. I simply felt like typing this out. It makes me feel a bit better having this out here in the world, as if Im proclaiming that Bella existed and we loved her for it and she loved us. I know it will always be that way.
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Romans 12:9: Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good.
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