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    Unrepentant overthinker. Spotify addict and musical frissonist.
    Lover of symbolism, Drambuie, wildflowers, rainstorms, and foggy days.
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    Browser tab abuser - "online" may actually mean "nope, I'm not really here."

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  1. Ghost-of-a-Chance

    Whoever has the Ghost Chance voodoo doll right now, if they could give it a break, that would be nice. I don’t want to share details, lest my family find this site, recognize those details, and realize it’s me—right now, the last thing I need is a mass-shunning because I’m bi in a family of homophobes. But…

    Woozle. Our cat, Woozle. The little bag-obsessed orange garbage-baby. Our sweet, smelly, mouthy, single-braincell-bearing fur-son. That Woozle. We just found out he’s incredibly sick, the kind of sick that creeps in without warning, may not even show, and will eventually end his life. Right now, he’s still healthy and happy enough that his quality of life isn’t in question, but that could change without much notice. It could be a few years, or a few days, or who knows how long, but my little monster is terminally ill, and I’m a fucking mess right now. We’re doing everything we can, but there’s not much we can do to begin with.

    So. Yeah. Give your pets some cuddles for me. I’m probably going to go cry again because this fucking sucks.

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    2. Desiderius Price

      Desiderius Price

      I occasionally spiked the canned food with tuna, my furbabies usually appreciated that!  :)

    3. Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Thanks, you two. :hug: At our last checkup, we found out that Woozle managed to gain back some of the weight he lost, and his blood levels were a little better. :yahoo: Along with the new medications, we’re adding a calorie-rich topper to his food to encourage him to eat, and if he finishes his breakfast, lunch, and dinner, he gets extra. So far, it’s working…but he also had a seizure a couple weeks ago and scared the shit out of us. (He’s never had a seizure before, so that came out of the blue.) All in all, he’s taking more medication than my husband ever has; he’s making progress and seems more like himself than he has in awhile.

      We’re keeping an eye on him and giving him lots of snuggles. I’ll give him butt-pats for y’all. 🩷

    4. BronxWench

      BronxWench

      I can empathize entirely with the terror of seizures. She Who Is an Agent of Chaos has idiopathic epilepsy, so I’m more than passing familiar.

      But the weight gain is good news, and getting back to more of his old self is even better. Give Woozle lots of butt-pats from us! :hug:

       

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