Friday I took my Dark Magic over to a vet that was open and kind, and I loved on her while they put her to sleep. She started declining about two weeks ago, but really slid downhill Thursday night. The vet's holding onto her until the storms pass so I can then take her to my Nanu's garden to bury her. Been mostly ok but dealing with crying jags. I think I startled some people at the house when I took her water dish and threw it hard onto the deck to break it. 15 years is a long time for a kitty but I'll miss her for longer...

I have a radioactive black cat...

For those not on FB, Magic's now reached 15 years and is down to 5 lbs. The weight is despite me constantly feeding her the good gooshy food, even some that is made for kittens for the weight gain. The vet discovered that her thyroid is screwed up, so she is going in for radiation therapy later this month. It will be a better solution than surgery, which won't likely get everything that is wrong and is better on me than fighting a cat twice a day to get her to take meds. Jake is known to her as "Uncle Bad Guy" for his assistance in the dosing of said 5 lbs of "grumpy old lady in a fur coat".

Except for how tiny she is, you couldn't tell she's sick. She's not lethargic by any means and will not only eat everything I give her but will forage and go for even the dog's food. Which is funny when you see the much larger dog staring at this tiny furball with this "well shit, now what?" look on his face.

Meanwhile Eeyore has gotten over his fear of her to the point that he now comes into "her" room to look out the window.

Here's a pic of my cat, enjoying spring.

I'm home in TN visiting family and the forecast for the entire trip is mostly cloudy with rain. Feels familiar.

Still here, still snowed in. Day three of nothing but water to drink. *twitch*

We put Voodoo Child to sleep Saturday morning. I couldn't handle seeing her that way anymore.


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If I don't meet you no more in this world then
I'll meet ya on the next one
And don't be late
Don't be late

'cause I'm a voodoo child voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child

As mentioned, I took Voodoo Child over to our vet. She didn't put up any kind of fuss at all, and when the vet put her on the scale she just laid there.

When we lived in Atlanta and she started getting sick she was over 12 lbs. In March after we moved to Seattle she was at 11 lbs. Yesterday she weighed in at 7.8 lbs. 1/3 of her body weight just gone in less than a year. The x-rays showed us how bad it was, especially when comparing to March's x-rays. Voodoo has a large mass taking up most of her lungs, and it's cancer. There's nothing the vet can do for her, not even to make her comfortable drug wise since this is affecting her ability to breathe.

So I'm going to spend the next few days spending some final time with her, and kizayaen will take us to the vet early next week on one of his days off.