My Life, by... a Princess

Cancer

Well, it was just a little lump but my Meowmie got really worried when she gave me my usual belly rub and found IT. So she took me to the vet and I sat patiently while they fished around for THE LUMP. They found it and the vet stuck me with a hurtie!! Then I went home. I played, ran, and cavorted, and didn't think much of the lump -- but the biopsy came back as HIGHLY SUSPICIOUS, so the vet said "Based on my experience with this kind of biopsy, we better operate". Meowmie borrowed some money, and I went into surgery (she has kitty insurance so she got back $500. whew).

Oh, I was soooo groggy and hurting when I came out of surgery -- one of my bosoms had been removed and I had a BIG Frankenkitty scar with BIG stiches all down my shaved belly . Meowmie felt SO BAD for me!! When I got home she put me in a BIG doggy playpen with very high sides (she had built up the sides so I couldn't jump out). I had to stay in there for TWO weeks!!! I had food and water and soft blankies and a litter box (far away from the food!!). At first I didn't care. Every day Meowmie would give me the painkiller that the vet gave her for me, and would feed me and clean up after me. She kept me in her bedroom and she had to roll over her bed to get from one side of the room to the other -- she really loves me. She even kept BIG Bad Baby Twinkle out of the room bcuz every time that Big Bad Baby would come into the room she would reach in with her paws and try to STEAL my food!! Baby didn't even say "How are you feeling today?"

Meowmie would let Cee Cee come in once in a while to see me cuz she knows Cee Cee loves me. And Sweet Cee Cee would stand outside of my cage and cock her head and look at me. Then Meowmie would take her out of the room, so I could sleep.

At night I would moan and put my paw out of the cage so Meowmie could hold my paw as we went to sleep.

She even had to put an Elizabethan collar on me cuz I would try to eat the stiches.

After two weeks EVERYONE was happy that the stiches were out and I could sleep on Meowmie's bed once again.

So I got a tummy tuck out of this, and now all my hair is growed back, and I play and run and do all kinds of mischief. I really am grateful to the vet for being so good to me -- and to Meowmie for finding and reporting the lump.