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The week wasn't done with us. I am up late because my ear is killing me, and Isis is snuggled up to me, because that's what she does when I don't feel well. In rubbing her belly a few minutes ago I noticed a little bump on her skin. I pressed and poked at it, and it's not hot and doesn't seem to bother her, so I figured I'd just ask the vet about it on Monday when I take her in for shots.
And then I felt it. Under the skin and subcutaneous fat, actually IN her belly: a mass.
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Fuck fuck Fuckity fucker
Posted by: Becca | February 25, 2012 at 12:49 AM
I'm here. Mama, I'm here.
No matter whether it's on the surface or not, Mama, I'm here.
I love you.
xoxo
Posted by: Sarah | February 25, 2012 at 12:52 AM
Thank you universe, that will be quite enough - you may move on. Why don't you go find some 3rd world dictator to fuck with?
Posted by: krlr | February 25, 2012 at 09:04 AM
I am so sorry. Will pray for Isis, and you, and your family.
Posted by: Bonnie | February 25, 2012 at 02:10 PM