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…Dammit…

The Bugger-cat is unwell. Listless, not interested in food, seems a bit wobbly on his feet. Since he’s still on chemo this is not a good thing, so the Bugger-cat has been taken to the local vet, who gave him a chunk of blood tests.

Naturally, the kitty oncologist wants to take a look at His Buggerness since he’s exceedingly anemic, and both sets of vets are worried that his treatment has led to gastric ulcers.

Welcome to the House of Kate, where any time things seem to be settling into a more or less sane pattern, the world will upend you and destroy your plans. Or at least, it seems that way.

In any case, I’m taking him to the oncologist, and in the meantime keeping an eye on him since the Husband and I would rather like him to be around for a good long while. He’s only 13 – not that old for a kitteh, even one who managed to earn himself the name Little Bugger.

He earned that name fair and square, as an itteh bitteh kitteh hiding from the Husband and forcing him to search the entire house in order to get his Little Buggerness to his first vet appointment. And by hiding I include artful camouflage so he wasn’t noticeable even with the Husband looking right at him (I was at work that day. The Husband already had the day off).

Obviously as a kid I had it all wrong thinking that adults had it good. Instead of those nice long days of summer break, time just flies and there’s never enough of it, and that’s when things are going well. Nobody tells you you’re going to get slammed with responsibilities and you’re going to put those ahead of anything else because dammit you’re an adult now and that’s what adulting is all about.

Yeah, I’m a tad frustrated. Bugger was doing so well, damn near doubling his body weight over 6 months. I just hope this is a minor setback, not anything worse.

19 Comments
  1. Aw, Kate. I’m sorry. Hopefully it is temporary and he’ll be back to being a bugger in no time.

    We had a cat that hid for her first vet appointment. Forced my husband to actually remove the mattress and box springs from our bed to get to her. Imagine my surprise when I came home from work and found the bedroom looking like we were just moving in! She’s still here at 17 and ruling the entire place.

    July 18, 2019
    • Kate Paulk #

      Bugger’s effort was almost that impressive.

      Sadly, the cancer is winning. We’re into end-stage now, I suspect. He may squeak another month or so, but I’d be surprised if he gets more than that šŸ˜¦

      July 18, 2019
      • *virtual, non-threatening hugs*

        July 18, 2019
      • I’m so sorry. Hugs.

        July 18, 2019
      • I am so sorry. Unfortunately, I have walked down the same road. My best to you and the Bugger-cat.

        July 19, 2019
  2. Well, bon of sitch!

    July 18, 2019
  3. Christopher M. Chupik #

    šŸ˜¦

    July 18, 2019
  4. Kate, hugs. I’m here if you need/want to talk.

    July 18, 2019
  5. Draven #

    I’m sorry, Kate. I’m still upset over losing Trouble.

    July 18, 2019
  6. Carrington Dixon #

    It’s always hard to lose a kitteh. May Bugger’s passing be peaceful.

    July 18, 2019
  7. Ben Yalow #

    Sorry to hear that.

    July 18, 2019
  8. I’m sorry to hear that, Kate. =(

    July 19, 2019
  9. Kate Paulk #

    Thank you for your good wishes. Unfortunately, the cancer was progressing too quickly, and Bugger crossed the rainbow bridge earlier this evening. Both of us were with him, assuring him he was loved. He will be missed.

    July 19, 2019
    • *hugs* Our condolences. He was an excellent cat.

      July 20, 2019
    • Mary #

      I’m so sorry.

      July 20, 2019
    • naleta #

      My sympathies. I held my Squeaky in my lap when she passed. I still miss her. 16 pounds of fluffy calico awesomeness in her prime. She’s in my avatar picture.

      July 21, 2019
      • naleta #

        clicky box

        July 21, 2019
    • snelson134 #

      Condolences, Kate.

      July 21, 2019
    • *hugs* Kind thoughts aimed y’all’s way.

      July 21, 2019

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