Nipper Has Cancer
Nipper is 15 years old and a wonderful old man cat. My favorite memories are of him and my oldest son (now 19) with my son in his footie jammies with his crocheted blankie in one hand and Nipper in another (in a death grip) climbing up his bunk bed each night. (the cat never flinched).
He would carefully fold the blankie. Nipper would then take his cue (after getting enough oxygen) and flop down on the blankie. Michael would then go to sleep with his head on his cat. Every night.
Years later, when Michael left for college (he hasn't been gone more than 5 days at a time) I thought Nipper would just go to sleep under his favorite tree and not wake up. Turns out, he developed a lump in his neck that he's been scratching. We took him to the vet Friday and the biopsy came back today.
He has cancer and there's really nothing to do (I looked at the options) other than to keep him comfortable for a few months and then take him in when his bad days overshadow his good ones.
I know people here have serious issues and I don't want to seem like a whiner, but this has devastated us. It's been me and my three kids and our three cats for 11 years and we are all a team. Funny thing is, my middle boy (15) had his artwork (photography) selected for display in the muni building this spring. It's a photo study of Nipper.
He's a grand old cat. Loves everyone - crazy as can be - I have 100 stories. It's just horrible. We donate to Cat Welfare here in Columbus each month and socialize the cats. I think it would be a tribute to Nips to immediately (upon his death) adopt one of the older Cat Welfare cats who would do well in our situation - teens and two cats.
I'm mourning tonight. I know there are worse things going on in this world and we are quite blessed. I've made most of the calls to friends and family - just wanted to share a bit with my other friends on Garden Web - Mary in particular.
I was going to delete this as it seems silly and trivial, but I think there are those out there who understand.