Angels Among Us.

The vet warned us there would be good days and bad days. Today was a bad one. Puddin's fever peaked at 102 degrees, with a 175 bpm heart rate. They weren't concerned about the heart rate though, because he was probably just excited from all the commotion in the office this afternoon. They said his fever was from antibiotics, so they weren't concerned. Puddin' begins his chemotherapy tomorrow morning. The intent is not to cure him, so it will be at a low dose, they simply want to stop the tumor from growing any further. Sadly, at the end of the day, this cancer in the surgeon's own words "is a nasty one, and we are doing everything medically possible for him," and he also told Kyle that "your wife is doing everything emotionally possible for him" ..on every level, it's good to know Puddin' is getting the best care and the best love. 

People must think I'm crazy, carrying my cat everywhere. Holding him like a baby, the funny looks get to me sometimes, but at the end of it all..who is anyone to judge me? Puddin ' joSeph has seen me at my darkest hours, most humiliating moments, my proud moments, and all the milestones and ordinary in between. Plus, he loved me, without judgement, through it all. How could I not give him the best of me?

I sort of lost track there :) 

With the start of his treatments tomorrow, we were blessed this evening when we came home to find a package at our front door. There was a gift receipt but it wasn't signed. 

Inside the box was a metal of St. Francis of Assisi, the patron saint of animals, with a hook to attach to a collar. It melted my heart, and Puddin' joSeph is proudly wearing it. 

I can only pray it guides him through and keeps his spirit as wonderful as ever. To the good samaratin that blessed us with this gift, may you always have the angels at your side.

Love & Catnip !