She's home! Finally. My tough ol girl!
Unfortunately, I got the biggest hint yet from the nice vet Rachael that maybe, perhaps, if I think about it properly, perhaps, maybe, it's time to call Time. The Cat's lymphoma has reawakend and is now lodged in her brain.
Problem is I can't think straight or calmly. I'm too involved and it hurts too much. I've been down this road four times in my lifetime but each one never gets any easier.
For now The Cat is sprawled sausage like on her favourite spot.
Thank you all for your sweet comments and thank you Amy and the House of Cats for keeping her in your thoughts in your blog.
