Well as I mentioned in one of my posts from yesterday, I had to take Zappa in to the cat clinic. I was thinking he had an infected tooth or something but it would be something fixable. They did his blood work and they said he had a high amount of liver enzymes in his blood, so they wanted to do a ultrasound to see if he had any growths in his kidneys. After looking up that issue, I thought it kind of supported that he wasn't eating because of his tooth.
So basically I was thinking everything would be okay, I would have Zappa back tonight and he would be bouncing around again and everything would be jake. I called them this morning to see how he was doing. It sounded like everything was okay, they were feeding him and he was eating it. They were starting to put him under for the dental procedure. They said they would call if there was anything I would need to know.
About twenty minutes later, I got the call that I was hoping that I wasn't going to get. The doctor said that there was another possibility she didn't think about. It was at that moment that I realized he wasn't coming back. She said he had jaw cancer. I've never heard of jaw cancer but I've heard of cancer and I knew that I didn't want to put him through whatever it would take to get rid of cancer. She said I made the right choice and she proceeded to tell me why I made the right choice.
Apparently jaw cancer in cats is a particularly virulent form of cancer. Basically they would have to remove the portion of the jaw that has the cancer. He would be fed through a tube while he figured out how to eat with out that part of his jaw. After removing the jaw, they would put him through radiation treatment. And that would be just so the cancer doesn't grow. I knew that I couldn't put him through any of that. He wouldn't be capable of understanding why he was going through all that suffering and at that point I think it's more about me than him.
It's funny, no matter how long you have a pet, they will always make an impression. The longer you have them, the more of an impression they will make. In some cases, they become a part of the family. It's tough to see something you care about go but sadly, it's the nature of things.
Good bye, Zappa, I'll miss you buddy.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Monday, October 27, 2014
I liked the pictures I got of the University of Michigan that I got in black and white so much that I figured I would do the same for my Alma Mater.
So I had to take Zappa to the Cat Clinic today. He had some sort of issue with his teeth and they are going to have to take one of them out (I think). Since I couldn't sit around worrying, I decided to see what time the Wolverine would be passing. I had some time, so I went to catch it.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
I was going to head over to the Lake Erie Metropark yesterday after the game. When I got there, I saw that I needed to pay to get in and I didn't have any cash with me, so I passed on the park. Since I was in the area, I decided to wander around that party of Jefferson Avenue for a bit.
So I went to the Eastern Michigan football game yesterday. For the most part Eastern looked pretty good, they were moving the ball fairly well and stopping Northern Illinois when they needed to. But sadly, the final score is what matters and Northern Illinois won.
Friday, October 24, 2014
Continuing on with my black and white theme of late, I decided to head over to Ann Arbor to get some pictures for tonight.