Aw, kitty-ma to Seamus.
'Destiny'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thank you, but no such luck. The cancer is, at minimum, in his spleen. We could try surgery, but the cancer is very aggressive -- we would most likely gain him no more than a few months. Because he's already most likely in quite a bit of pain, we're going to say goodbye to him tonight.
Extra hurt -- he's the last of our "first wave" of cats that knew Teddy.
I am so sorry, Fred
Oh, Fred. I'm so sorry. It's not fair.
I'm so sorry, Fred.
I'm so sorry, Fred.
Aw, Fred, I'm so sorry.
I'm so very sorry, Fred.
I'm so sorry Fred.
I'm sorry, Fred. I know you give such a loving home to your kitties and that means everything.