My Life, by... a Princess

It's Cansur - it's not pretty

I'm NOT ready to go yet. And so I have told Meowmie. She respekts my decision.

I'm a fighter.

I am FULL of lumps. And last Friday I ended up in an Okksyjen chamber for 1/2 hr. And....two of my tumors had ruptured too. So the vetlady cleaned me up and gave me medikashun and Sub Q and sentme home with Meowmie, who didint think I wuz gonna make it home alive.

But I did. Then I stopped eating.

So Meowmie went out and bought lo-salt chicken broth and Turkey ,Beef, and Chicken Baby food and has been getting up at 4 am to finger-tip feed me, cuz I can't handle eyedroppers. She even made a carpeted ramp for me to use if I wanted to get on the bureau and look out the window -- I used it a cupla times but then got too tired.

So after not eating for almost 3 days I started eating a little bit, after Meowmie would smear a little bit of baby food on my lips and gums. Then she wiped my face carefully so I wouldn't get a dirty face. Then I started to lick the baby food. And after lying on my rug (the whole FLOOR is coverd with clean rugs and towels and cushions -- for me!) for more than 24 hours, I ffelt stronger and I got up to recline on a nice cushion, Meowmie was so happy when she saw that I had moved. I was giving her this look............ like "Well, what didjya ekkspect from me!!"

I have a coupla piktures of sick me. The one you see is of me with my head on a heart shaped plush toy so I can breathe ok. I am tougher than I look.

Cansur IS terrible, but love is beeotiful and Meowmie loves me and I LOVE MEOWMIE!!

Miss Princess