The labs came back. She has cancer and has very little time.
They did make her comfortable last night and we brought her home this morning. I took the day off - and when I tell you about Junie Moon, you will see why. I will take Friday off as well. I gave a reason other than my cat is sick.
I have spent the day next to her, while she has slept. They say it is a matter of days. And that we will probably want to put her down Saturday, so the vet has said he will stop by then.
Junie Moon used to walk my children to the bus. She is a talker, so she would talk with us whenever she can. She isn't talking much now - I guess is takes too much effort. And yet she purrs.
She loved being held like a baby, in the football hold. Again, this is something that is uncomfortable for her right now.
She always sits next to my laptop and has contributed to some of my blogs - usually not in a helpful way.
We've talked about where to bury her. She doesn't seem to have an opinion. I suggested the middle of the driveway - but that would be expensive. One of my children suggested a spot next to the front walkway where she has spent many hundreds of hours, watching the world go by.
The dog was cremated but hasn't been buried yet, so we will bury him with the cat. She will probably be annoyed (she wasn't afraid of the dog, but he wasn't her favorite). But, I don't think she will protest.
Sleep well, Juney Moon.
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