A grumpy Mo?

This is my 16-year old cat, Mowgli. Esso and I adopted her from the Humane Society when she was 9 weeks old, and for all intents and purposes, since I haven’t been able (thus far) to have human children, *she* is my baby.

And my baby was diagnosed yesterday with Chronic Renal Failure. Kidney Failure. It is an irreversible, fatal, and debilitating disease. Luckily, she is still in the early stages, and there is a lot we can do to treat this thing and give her a few more comfortable years. Our vet said maybe two.

I have been doing some research, and it looks like it’s going to be A LOT of work. This is going to be especially difficult because Esso has the other two cats to look after, plus his job, and I’m not there.

I have a lot of questions for the vet, and Esso and I are going to go in this week to talk with her.

I am having some trouble processing this news, and so I am trying to compartmentalize my feelings so I don’t become overwhelmed. I have tried not to get emotional in this post, because, as I said, there’s a lot we can do, and the time for grief is not quite here yet.

If you care to, spare a thought or a prayer for us. Thanks.