Monday 26th September RIP Calloway

RIP Calloway

I have been worried about Callie (Calloway) for a while now, she has been drinking lots of water and I thought she might be diabetic, now that would of been hard as she was very cantankerous and to even put flea liquid on the back of her neck took two of us gloves and two large towels.....  so injections OMG didn't like to wonder how I was going to do that, but she was my baby and I would do anything for her.  She was a very vocal cat lol, she told you when she was hungry and when she wanted to be petted, she loved to be on your knee and she slept on me during the night, I usually wake up when I need to turn over (its a pain thing) and she would just stand up and settle back down on me again, although she was a small cat this was quite painful at times, but I didn't mind.

The vet checked her over and felt a lump, I felt my heart sink, he said he wanted to keep her and do an X-ray but he wasn't hopeful.  I drove home in a daze, not know what to think, but trying to be optimistic.  He phoned me an hour and a half later and told me that she had a lump one and a half times a golf ball in her abdomen, I knew when I left her that it wouldn't be good, I don't know how I just felt it.  We discussed operating and I talked with Tye and we didn't care what the cost, she was his favourite, she would wait for him to finish work and meow to him as if telling him off for being late.  We talked to the vet again or Tye did as by this time I was very emotional, the vet said that the lump looked to be tangled up in her intestines and she had a 20% chance at best and was in considerable pain with it.  I felt awful I hadn't noticed she was in pain, she was just her normal loving demanding self.

We made the decision for her, it wasn't fair, she is now in the garden and I miss her, the house is quiet, I can't sleep as she isn't there to cuddle or for me to moan to when I want to turn over and she won't move.

 Life moves on but tears out another piece of my heart as it does.