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On Death and Dying Cats, Part 2

The other cat, Isabel (Bizzy), I've had for 12 years. She's a vocal thing and fortunately for her, we don't make too many distinctions among species in our house. All have an equal voice, including Mimi the albino cockatiel. Some of those voices are little more incessant and demanding than others. Bizzy used to have a litter box issue. Or a non-litter box issue, was more like it. Up until this last year, her litter box usage was mercurial, to say the least. I got to the point that I could tell the signs and I'd pick her up and put her in the litter box. We moved in october and for some reason this new place must suit her well because she's been perfect since day 1 and we've been there 3 months now.

Nearly a month ago, I took Bizzy to the vet with sneezing, lethargy and very swollen lymph glands. Blood test, antiobiotics - no result, no better. Second visit included a needle biopsy of the lymph glands - the pathologist couldn't make a definitive diagnosis but there's a concern about neoplasia (cancer) and next week we do a more aggressive biopsy.

It's a little tough to think I might be losing another companion animal in another month. Little? Jeesh, I had to leave the office and walk around the block a few times to keep myself from blubbering at my desk.

Stupid cat.

posted by Isabelle Mauvaise @ 6:45 AM