Hey Internet. I just wanted to stop in and give you a bit of a life update. Remember last week when I said the last month and a half had been an asshole? Well I stand by that.
If you’ve been around here or any sort of time, you know that I LOVE my cat Binx. Like it goes beyond crazy cat lady. Binx is my cat soul mate. We have matching neurosis and I love that fat fat cat.
Binx is special.
Well, after being out of town for a week I noticed Binx was decidedly less fat. We thought maybe her was just stressed because I was out of town, but I took him to the vet just to be safe.
It was just supposed to be stress.
But it was.
It was lymphoma, and suddenly I am having to imagine a life without my soul-cat. I have an appointment with a feline oncologist on Monday, but based on my google searches I’m already pretty sure I know what he is going to say. That there is no cure. That treatment may add about a year on to his life. That I most certainly cannot afford treatment. I’m hoping that I’m wrong, but I don’t have a good feeling about it.
Binx is only three. We were supposed to have a good fifteen years left. When I adopted him as a tiny kitten, people asked me if I was prepared to have this cat into my thirties. I was. But I won’t get to.
Binx is special.
It wasn’t supposed to be cancer.
We were supposed to have more time.
But none of those matter, because none of them can change the facts.
Binx is special, but he is not immortal.
It wasn’t supposed to be cancer, but it was.
We were supposed to have more time, but we don’t.
I know God has a plan in all of this, but I don’t know what it is. But for right now I need to soak up my time with my fur baby, and soak up my time with my mom – who is here for two and a half weeks.
I have a few posts scheduled for the next few weeks, but I may be slightly absent from social media while I gather my thoughts and spend time with my mom and my fur baby.
If you are so inclined, sending up a kitty prayer would be very appreciated.