The trip to the vets

We went to the vets last night to pick up Princess (Chicky). The vet came into the room and told us that Lymphoma is pretty high on the list of what she might have. We need to wait for her blood work to return and her stool sample analysis. This could all take until Monday to complete. Isadora is going to have a rough week.

It hasn't hit me yet. It does a little bit. This time next year, she will be in a jar on our bookshelf next to Patsy. I just can't imagine Princess not being alive. She has always been with Isadora and I. She was with us when we met. She spent a year with me and Patsy down South before Isadora arrived.

Sad. Can't imagine it.

I think it will hit when the final prognosis is made. On average she could have 6-12 months to live. This depends on how well she takes to the steroids, so that she can gain weight. Right now she is bones. Princess is a nightmare to get medicine into. She can flick her tongue as fast as a fan. It is insane.