
June 25, 2024
Smoky had surgery to remove his left ear today. He’s in pretty rough shape but he’s home recuperating.
The surgeon found a mass that was previously undetected. It’s being sent to the lab for analysis. It’s daunting to imagine this cat would have to endure any more suffering than he already has.
I never anticipated Smoky would have the health issues he’s had in the four months I’ve had him. I thought he was a one-eyed pirate cat, happy go lucky, a gentle spirit whom I could love and dote upon for the rest of his days, which would be long and safe and love-filled. Nothing could have prepared me for what has transpired. Often, especially lately, especially now, it seems all too much. It’s tempting to say it’s more than I can handle, but it’s not. I’m handling it. And I will continue to handle it. I’m committed to this scrappy little pirate cat. I love him quite desperately.
Let us send out good and loving hopes into the Universe that Smoky’s pain and suffering will soon be at an end.