lol After game three, I had kind of hope the Cubs bag had torn open. I think you two are right about it though. I've never been a Cubs fan, but I did read an article about elderly Cubs fans, so I won't be too disappointed about it.
exactly. I was used to vets not wanting to see tigger because she was a handful. I remember a vet once, it took 5 people to draw her blood. 4 of them holding her and the 5th to get the blood and then when they let go she knocked everything over, jumped on the floor, pooped, and ran under another table. when I heard a bunch of stuff falling in the back I thought "that's my princess back there" (that was her nickname but it fits when she's pooping on the floor to show them who's really in charge lol) she was 27 pounds at one time and I had let her walk around a bit in my back yard when I had a house. she scared a raccoon away just by hissing at it, didn't even turn into a fight. the raccoon just ran and jumped over the fence to get away from her. I brought her back inside and didn't let either cat back out in case a raccoon with rabies came by. so she wasn't easy to handle for the vet, to say the least. I figured that was why they were giving me the antibiotics the way they were
I feel guilty I didn't take her to another vet for a second opinion :( she would have still had the cancer but wouldn't have suffered in pain for so long and wouldn't have spent the last couple months of her life terrified of her "mommy" . i'd had her since she was 8 weeks old
that vet incident is no where near as bad as this: I brought tigger to the vet for excessive drooling. the vet looked and said she bit an electrical cord. I told him I really really doubted that because I know her personality. I realize it's still possible but tigger was 13 at the time and wasn't a fan of doing too much movement unless it involved food or treats. she had been 27 pounds at one time(I had put her on a diet and patches lost weight but she didn't!) anyway, he scraped the area and gave me 2 weeks of antibiotics for her. 2 weeks later she was still drooling and I called them. they said come get this other kind of antibiotic because the first kind might just not have been the right type. so I picked it up and gave her that for 2 weeks. they also told me to give the antibiotics a chance to work. so I waited a week after the antibiotics were done and called them and told them she was losing weight and was drooling more than before. they still didn't want to see her, just gave me another 2 weeks of antibiotics. at this point, tigger didn't want to come near me and would run away from me because I kept giving her yucky medicine. she was drooling so much that the dry food was getting soggy so I switched them to only wet food because I could tell eating was hurting her mouth and that's why she was losing weight. finally I decided to take a picture of her hiding under my bed drooling because she didn't want to come near me because she was afraid i'd give her more medicine. I took the picture to the vet. they said "bring her in today". he said it looks very very suspicious for tongue cancer 99% sure. but to be 100% he sent off a biopsy that wouldn't be back the next week. I still cry over this that she suffered all that time in pain and being scared of me because of the antibiotics. she was helped over the bridge the next week :( patches heart was broken because that was his best friend, he'd been around her every day of his life since he was 6 weeks old. he kept looking out the front door for her. he didn't want to cuddle anymore. he wasn't sleeping in bed with me anymore(he slept in bed with me every night before that) I felt like I lost 2 cats at the same time. it took several years for patches to be back a little bit of his former cuddly self but he never ended up 100% back the way he was. I still think he got diabetes because of the stress on him from the grief