Those "what if's?" and questions can be torturous -- but then, I'm pretty sure you're painfully aware of that.Another iconic shot. Oct 6, 2018:
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And two more from last year.
Oct 5, 2019:
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My first full-time job was at a software company who had a cheetah in their logo. They were acquired by another company. Hundreds of trade show cheetahs became homeless. I rescued two shopping bags worth. Over the years, my coalition of cheetahs (yes, that’s the collective noun for cheetahs—I looked it up) has dwindled considerably as I’ve given a lot away. They make great cat cuddle toys because they are perfect kitten size. This is Krista with one of her cheetahs.
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Typical for this time last year. We were running Krista Test Kitchen because her eating was slow to low. I believe this is Tiki Cat Raw which she liked some. But not enough. This is her pulling up early. “What else you got?”
Reading through her Care thread for this time last year, I wonder if what I thought was carryover clostridium infection wasn’t in fact her lymphoma beginning to present. Bloodwork would test clear soon. As would her second poop PCR. I would end up taking her in for a wholly unproductive inpatient stay where they didn’t do the dental I requested because they said they wouldn’t do any more work in her mouth. Thank goodness we were able to get a quick dentist appointment. I just read in another thread that the wait time for a dentist in Boston is six months! Her poop issues would persist in some fashion or another until June this year. She was 9 lbs here. Her weight loss would proceed almost without interruption until she passed away just north of 3 lbs. Like yesterday when I wonder what Rad Cat would have done for her, today I wonder how things might have been different if we got an earlier jump on her lymphoma.
Nine pounds was a nice weight for Krista. Small, solid, sweet tortle lady.
Very cute cheetah, too. When I adopted kitten Rani from our then vet tech, she included "her lion" little stuffie, which was her security animal. He resides in the master bedroom, with Rani angel's last collar around his neck.