Tuesday, May 29, 2018
This is "Miss Ashes" .... she turns 18 in July
She is one bossy bitch. When we moved to Cornwall -- she bossed the dog (a lab for god's sakes! ) so much so that now the dog submits to her.
She climbs up on Sir Steve's lap every opportunity she gets. And every night at bedtime she walks up the bed between us to get her 'snuggles' from him. She has snuggled with me when I was alone and feeling lost ... She has laid beside me while I recuperated from surgery..... And she has tried bossing me around too -- demanding her dinner at 5:30 sharp! and fresh water every morning.
5 years ago the vet was worried about a lump in her groin area. I put my foot down -- no tests -- if it was serious she would come home with me and I would take care of her.
And still she has carried on.... eating sleeping playing (occasionally).
But recently she has started poohing on our bed.... or on the sofa... she is throwing up more.... and the latest thing she is chewing the fur off her belly. This morning she asked to go out and I took her -- but she didn't show much interest in exploring the grass / yard. She laid down at the top of the stairs and cried
I brought her back in and she has gone off to hide.
It might sound really hard but I don't want to take her to the vets.... they cost so much money and honestly I don't have it........ and she is 18 years old!
I remember when Squirt (my male cat) got sick some years ago -- I spent over $1500 on vet bills in the period of 5 days and then I still had to put him down.
I don't know what to do ya know?? I feel like a terrible fur mother because I can't afford a vet....... and a worse fur mother for not being able to decide about her quality of life.
This weekend really was the worst of times....... Saturday Sir Steve and I had plans - shopping then lunch out and a movie..........
I've been celebrating my submissiveness for over 25 years. For most of those years the image I had in my head looked pretty much ...