i always get so worried that the vet thinks i beat this cat on the reg or smth bc of how violent she is at the office (lol guess who tore a whole chunk out of the exam gloves at her post-op check in today!) meanwhile my phone like *photo of her curled up on my lap* *photo of her on my shoulder on a walk* *audio of her purring so hard it's got a pitch* *video of her making biscuits on my belly* *audio of her snoring* *photo of her licking my hair* *video of her eating her food with her paws*
MAN. we're pretty sure my dog has fucking cancer. they said if it is, she has less than a year. after MY cancer came back last year. she's only 8. it's never enough. never fucking enough.
Curled up in the fetal position desperately applying pressure to my abdomen like I’m bleeding out from a fatal wound and my beautiful sweetheart of a cat kibby walked over me after somehow opening my door without me hearing and then just kinda stood there with me before she ran off again
Edit: I thought she ran off but she actually just laid down quietly behind me and I couldn’t see her