I hate cancer!

Those big, beautiful eyes!

Montgomery's favorite chair since he was a tiny kitten.

On the stairs - climbing them takes precious energy!

I've watched cancer take the lives of extended family members. I've witnessed both of my parents deal with the reality of cancer. Praise God, they are both survivors. Now I live day-to-day watching cancer take the life of my precious cat, Montgomery. My angst over his battle may seem silly to some of you. You are welcome to your own opinions. Pets are members of our family.

We've been blessed to share our lives with this beautiful creature for thirteen years. He has brought laughter, joy and tears. Several years ago we came close to losing him. Crystals developed in his bladder, apparently a common thing in male cats. Due to the heroic efforts of our vet clinic, they saved our boy. He has lived a happy life until recently.

From the time we brought Montgomery home, he and I developed an amazing bond. We are so connected I think we can read each others' minds at times. He's my lap cat, my cuddler in bed, my gentle reminder when it is bedtime, and the owner of the furry paws that wake me in the night. Often a look is all it takes to start his purr motor...and a remarkable motor it is!

Our veterinarian, Dr. Larry Markley of All Creatures Veterinary Clinic, diagnosed Montgomery with thyroid cancer just a few short weeks ago. He has masses on his lungs and a lump on the thyroid. A veterinary oncologist was consulted but nothing could be done. Since then, I am devoted to making Montgomery's final days/weeks/months as comfortable as possible. I am blessed to be home full-time so I can tend to all his needs. It is an honor and privilege but seems like so little in comparison to all he has given to us over the years.

Yesterday was a rough day, clouded by hormonal emotions which certainly didn't help. I couldn't seem to stop crying as I faced the inevitability of his decline. I coaxed him to eat throughout the day but the quantity consumed was pretty minimal. I was a mess!

I have to remind him of the need to eat, I do not think the desire is really there.  It seems he eats out of love for me and a desire to please me more than hunger. He will eat treats when they are offered, but only three or four at a time. He loves his Greenies!

Today he has eaten fairly well and drank quite a bit in my presence. I am relieved but I know it is one day at a time. He will have good days and bad days. I do not want him to suffer. He deserves to leave this world with dignity. I've asked him to tell me when it is time. I am confident he will and I pray I will have the courage and strength when the time comes. I love him so much....