Well, I just got off the phone with P and the news isn't good on the kitty. She's got pretty extensive and terminal cancer in her belly. We both knew she wasn't doing well but I had held out hope that she was just malnourished from her time outside the house. It appears that Nande has had very little to do with her rapid descent into sickness.
I'm just incredibly sad for Sydney, the kitty, and for P, who really doesn't need the extra stress of her cat that she's had for ten years dying on her the day before the most difficult experience of our lives.
But these things are rarely timed well and its just incredibly sad. I'm going to go by the kitty hospital at lunch and say my goodbye to her.
Just sucks all the way around.
And its not helped by P having to take Nande in to get her paw fixed up this afternoon either. Today should be a restful and easy day for her and, instead, its turning into an emotional roller coaster.
[Update: It gets worse, I just got back from taking my lunch at the animal hospital, saying my goodbyes to the kitty. She's so tiny and frail looking but she's still very much aware of the world around, her eyes are bright and still curious. Its just her body that's failing.
I signed the papers to have her put down.
This is probably going to go down on record as the worst lunch break I've ever had. And now I've got to interview someone for a job with our company, I'm sure this will be loads of fun.]
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