Holly's Journal

Deena, our cat that has terminal liver cancer, is very lethargic. She is not her usual playful self. She shrinks away from being petted. Her abdomen is bloated. She has trouble squatting to use her litter box. Pat has decided to call the mobile vet tomorrow. The vet will come to the house and give Deena a lethal injection within the next few days. We will bury her in our yard, and will get a memorial stone with her name on it to mark the grave.

I feel like I have to be strong for Pat, even though I am facing a horrible unknown illness.

Pat took pictures of the cat with her cell phone. I posed next to Deena in one of them. I smiled for the picture, even though there is a pall of sadness over me.