The vet called today. It's not looking good for Rory. He's anemic, he's lost a pound, and his calcium levels are higher than they should be. He has to have another ultrasound on the abdominal mass. It's very likely lymphoma. He really doesn't seem sick. For now, we're keeping him comfortable. Surgery and chemo may make him miserable, and I don't think I want to put him through that. So he's probably going to get palliative care. He'll let me know when he's ready to go. Cats know when it's time. I'm dreading that day, but it will come sooner rather than later.
He's getting all the cuddles. He seems perfectly fine despite the weight loss.
He's getting all the cuddles. He seems perfectly fine despite the weight loss.