My lovely 13 year old cat has been diagnosed with lymphoma, with a 4-5cm mass showing on ultrasound in her stomach.
I knew she wasn't right, hence pushing for a referral from the local vet. But still it's come as a shock to hear that its weeks rather than months that she has left.
Meanwhile, from 21-28 August I'm meant to be on a seaside UK holiday with DP and SDCs. We've all been really looking forward to it. It would be our first change of scene since Covid .
I don't think I can go on the holiday with them, can I? If my cat has, say, four weeks left, that would be a quarter of the life she has left that I'll miss. (Of course, the minute I don't go she'll perk up and live for six more months.)
She's sitting next to me now and looks ok, if a little thin, and it's hard to imagine she will go downhill so fast but I gather that could well be the case. She's vomiting often. Her medication is now up to four pills a day. She's starting pill based chemotherapy today.
There are no other "cat people" in the household so they will think I'm bonkers, that I should go with them, and she'll be fine at the cattery. Relevant here is that she hates and gets very stressed in any kind of institutional setting. The specialist didn't recommend injectable chemotherapy because what he politely described as her "demeanour."
She has been a faithful and valiant friend, and for a long stretch of the past 12 years, it was just her and I. She likes to know where I am and is usually near me.
What would you do?