One Down, Eight to Go

Today Fradie Cat used up one of his nine lives. He was diagnozed with lymphoma and hadn't eaten in two or three days. I tearfully accepted that this was the end of the line and drove him to the vet this morning to be "put down". He had an ugly growth on the right side of this face and I'm nor sure that he could have eaten even if he'd have wanted to. For the last couple of weeks he was getting IV fluids under the skin and I promised him yesterday that it was the last time I would poke the little guy. After a sad arrival at the vet we prepared to have him put to sleep and the young vet came in. She took one look an said-- you know this looks like an abscess! Would it be ok to try to clean this out and put him on antibiotics? And so Fradie missed the bullet. We're holding good thoughts for him and we'll know if he'll make it in a couple of days. Good luck Fradie!