Milkshakes and Kisses.

Some devastating news on the medical front today. Puddin' joSeph's tumor already shows signs of re-growth. My husband and I were devastated, because we drained our savings on a procedure we thought would buy him at least 6-9 months. It just wasn't in God's plan. It hurts that it wasn't, but I can't cry. I have to give my main man the best possible days he has left.

So we did just that. After leaving the vet, we stopped at Sonic for milkshakes. I know, cats are lactose intolerant, but Puddin' is a gem all his own. He's always loved milk, yogurt, ice cream, ect. Lately he's been getting baby food, because his tongue still hurts, but today we saw that if the food is worth it...Puddin' will go after it! My husband had a chicken club, and after a couple licks of his milkshake, Puddin' ran right to dad's sandwich and tore through it. 

I guess if we have to eat at Sonic everyday, we will! It was so great to see him eating again, and happily eating. Poor guy has missed his regular kibble terribly. 

Until next time:

Love & Catnip !