I started this post in March and never finished it . ..
Always miss Dad on St. Patrick's Day! He'd put on his best green t-shirt and drink beers at Ebbey's with his chums, come home and "nap" on the floor until it was time for corned beef and cabbage. Then he'd "nap" on the floor again until it was time to hit the hay. LOL Good old Bernie!
I was late for work one day. Joe called out "Kay . . . Mom can't find her teeth!" Oh man, that is never good! So we are both in there looking and looking and looking. Finally I found them! They were in her mouth! LOLOL Mom says "I was wondering what you kids were looking for . . . " What a hoot. It is good to have a sense of humor around the Morris Mallaney Household.
Mom is holding steady, some up days some down days. Her appetite is good. Like mother like daughter. Her hearing is going now ugh. What next.
Finn hadn't been himself and I had him to the vet again. For a period of time he had been off, he was losing weight and wasn't very peppy and I'd have him the vet and he'd have a vitamin shot, or an antibiotic if he had a little wound and for a time he'd perk up but then go downhill again. On his 13th birthday, after x-rays and an ultrasound, I found out he had some sort of cancer, most likely lymphoma. He had a steroid shot and a vitamin shot and some fluids and he perked up a little but clearly he was not feeling well. He only went outside when I took him out and he spent most of days on the floor in front of the heat vent. I opted for no treatment beyond that initial steroid shot and fluids and had him home a few days. I am tending to a friend's cat and to contrast a peppy, healthy older cat with Finn, it became clear to me he wasn't enjoying life, he just was not catting, and we had our last trip to the vet on Friday. I will sure miss that boy. He was much loved.
He was a sweet kitten.
He did engage in some petty thievery, but he turned out ok, it was just like misdemeanor stuff.
He liked to garden.
He disappeared once for a few days and came back smelling like he had been moonlighting as a mechanic. He caught scary things in the house, bats and bugs. Of course he may also have brought them in! LOL He was excellent company for me during my recuperation from surgeries. A couple of times he came in my room in the night and talked to me and batted at me until I got up, and I followed him into mom's room and she was laying there all cold, her blankets had fallen off. He is the only Mallaney cat to face evacuation (due to the lithium fire) and he did not enjoy his trip to Streator one bit, but he behaved admirably. There was the horrible incident on the patio where his tail snuck under my rocking chair and he lost the tip, but he did not hold a grudge. He was not a good fighter, I don't even want to know how much money he cost me at the vet with his various ailments and abscesses, but it was all worth it. He was a keeper. I will miss that green-eyed boy very much. I told him to look for Bernie and he would get some pats. He purred all the way to the end and was a brave boy.
Kay
