eats, poos and stays...

I may be overdoing it a bit. In my continuing quest to convince myself of my health and invincibility, I am working full time, training for a triathlon (and actually training as though I were a healthy person), and , in a move worthy of florence catingale, have taken over the care and feeding of yet another cat, but this one has....good god dare I say it...breast cancer.

Yep. a rescuer that i work with found poor little Honey (i didn't name her, guys, lay off), in really bad shape in a courtyard. Although she is an adult cat, she weighed about 4 lbs, had thyroid counts off the charts, and a large, ulcerated mass on her chest. That was 3 weeks ago. Now, she lives in my former home office room, where she occupies a now soft t-shirt covered desk newly devoid of computers, eats like a princess, takes thyroid meds, and runs around chasing my other cats who treat her like an interesting yet frustrating oddity (does she like us or doesn't she? will she play or won't she? is she serious when she hisses or isn't she?)

And, tomorrow she goes for her mastectomy. Yes, cats get them too.

The rescuer and I are told we are crazy for doing this, b/c her prognosis is not great no matter what we do. But, my god. the little cat is so full of life. Even at her lowest point she'd get up on you and demand petting. She apparently was catching mice even as her counts were skyrocketing, and her tumor was growing. So, she wants a chance. And, she'll get it.

Well, I have to confess, the only reason I went to law school was to be a good provider for cats. So, she gets her chance.

Like I have mine.

Abigail

in all her splendor...

friday (saturday) cat blogging: the pinkseries

Pink heads towards the (laser) light (pointer)



sacred heart of pink




















P.S. In case anyone is wondering, NO i most certainly did NOT name pink for any komen related pink ribbon crapola reason. He has been "pink" since his birth, because he is...well...pink. In color. And, for those of you overly tied to gender essentialist specific coloring...i give you this from Wiki: "The color pink is now associated with womanhood and little girls, just like light blue is associated with little boys and manhood. However, in 1918 "Infant's Department" (an industry publication) said the reverse was the "generally accepted rule", describing pink as "more decided and stronger" while blue was "more delicate and dainty". there u have it.

friday cat blog

hey, just because this is a cancer blog, don't mean y'all don't get a friday cat blog!


here, Pink and Abby spoon most photogenically. This is kind of a rare pic for them, they are usually making goofy faces or engaging in some furry tussling.

Incidentally, cats are comforting on the bad days (except for their tendency to trudge across the queasy stomach area undaunted by protests, or, worse, to use it as a launching pad in case of a sudden urge to attack each other). They are also great fun on good days, and perform unnecessary back flips when tempted by a feather stick, until all parties are panting in frenzy.



At any rate, it's friday, and cats must be pixelated and presented to the world for worship. Basht would wish it so.

P.S. Yes, pink is a one-eyed cat. He lost his eye most traumatically, when he was a mere tiny blob of furry protoplasm. Yet he thrived and cares not a fig for his missing eye. He feels he is splendid without it. Basht would agree. Read about pink's eye here. Be sure to read the comments, as they tell the terrible tale...