She's not speaking

As of press time, Precious had nothing to say to me. And now that

all is over and done, I don't blame her a bit.

She was forced to go to the doctor the other day. Completely

unplanned by either of us. The end result it was an

unnecessary trip that only aggravated Precious.

Just recently I realized there was a large black spot

the size of a pencil eraser on the inside top

triangle of her shell pink ear.  I ignored it for

a couple weeks, but did not forget about it.

Then one day she was laying with her head 

upside down in the sunshine and I really had

a good and scary view.

I immediately called the vet and they got us in the

very next day.  Precious was wisked off to the back

room out of site for inspection.  I had already told

the vet tech they had my permission to do blood work,

biopsy and anything else while in the back room.

Amazed was I when the doctor actually brought my

girl directly to me in less than 15 minutes.  And the 

result of the inspection, you ask.  Well it appears

that cats can get "old age" spots like us old humans.

I was so relieved that I was almost in tears, as I had 

expected on the worst.

So when evening came and Precious still insisted on

her hair brushing and then hours of leg time, I was

thinking I may have been forgiven.  

She has since

expressed that I am to make no sudden appointments

without serious consultation with her first.

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