Things escalated. As of today Fatty can't eat, can't drink on his own, can't groom himself, and he started cryng if he wasn't on painkillers. Today is the day. At the vet now. Vibes are fucked, but that's okay. Some days are just like that. Sad day. He's a really good cat.

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After 3 vet visits and >$1K in vet bills the past couple weeks, I just got the call that the reason old man Fatty's mouth is swollen is terminal cancer. Have to schedule when he'll move on. He's a really good cat. His boyfriend, orange tabby Oscar, won't understand. Fuck.

H̀͠T̶TP ́̕L̨͡o̡͠v̕ec̢̀͜ra̛͞f̕t (@HTTP_Lovecraft)Tue, 21 Jun 2022 20:57 +0000

H̀͠T̶TP ́̕L̨͡o̡͠v̕ec̢̀͜ra̛͞f̕t (@HTTP_Lovecraft)Fri, 24 Jun 2022 22:09 +0000