(((((Kristin))))) I'm so sorry. -ma for you and Byron.
(((((Scrappy))))) -ma to you and your neice and family.
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(((((Kristin))))) I'm so sorry. -ma for you and Byron.
(((((Scrappy))))) -ma to you and your neice and family.
Much ~ma for Byron, Kristin. That's a tough row to hoe.
{{Scrappy and family}} So much ~ma for you guys, I don't know how to qualify or quantify it. Peace.
{{{{Kristin}}}}
{{{{Scrappy}}}}
Aww, hell. I am so sorry Kristin. Going through that fairly recently with Sage was so difficult. I'm just so sorry.
And Scrappy, no words will suffice except I am so sorry for your niece and I hope she pulls through somehow.
{{{{{Kristin}}}}}
Lots of ~ma for Byron....
Popping back online briefly to say thank you, so much, for your incredible support. I'm home, and I've taken what few steps I can. The surgeon is going to have me come in Friday morning (thank god for Good Friday and spring break) at 9:30am. After doing some research, I do think she is likely to recommend amputation. If so, I will do it. If it gives him a chance to live a few more happy years, it will be worth it. Again, the research I've done suggests that cats adapt well, even when it's a hind leg. Thank you to those above who offered insight into this possibility, too.
One of the things I need to think about now is this inside/outside dilemma. Byron is vehemently, loudly, and (if not let out) destructively a cat who likes to go outside every day. Aside from issues with injury and three-leggedness, he won't be able to get vaccinations anymore, so his outdoor days are likely over. I've been thinking about ways to give him a little outside time without actually letting him out--because that will be necessary if he isn't going to be miserable and start marking the house--and all I can come up with is getting permission to screen in the back patio. Something to think about, I guess.
I've done a lot of crying these past couple of hours, and I think I need to get something to eat and turn my brain off for a bit. I would cuddle Byron, but he's feeling so much better that he wants to go out.
Thanks for listening.
Also, Scrappy, I know I offered my love earlier in Natter, but {{{Scrappy and family}}} just in case.
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I hope everything goes well, Kristin. I've known several three-legged cats and dogs and they got around fine.
Aw, sweet baby. I'm sorry he's going through this, but it sounds like it may be a workable scenario. I've known tripods of both feline and canine extraction. Outside of an increased chance of pratfall, it doesn't seem to affect them any.
The hardest part is knowing that it may have already gone beyond his leg. We could amputate and then find out that it's already spread. But what else can I do?
Oh, y'all! I'm so sorry Kristin and Scrappy. Thoughts to you both.