I Reserve the Right to Change My Mind

I wouldn't be me, if I didn't on occasion change my mind.  That being said, my cat Lily is still with us.  There were several sappy reasons why I couldn't let her go, but it was actually because of  one quite rational reason that she managed to get a 'stay of execution'.   

Here I was being encouraged by my vet to put down a loyal friend because her 'non' terminal disease was difficult to manage.  Based on the information given to me, it did indeed seem daunting and bit painful for both of us. So, I decided with a heavy heart that ending her life was for the best.  However after a few days of some non Paxil worrying and pouting, I decided to conduct some research into her condition.  After all these years, I at least owed her that.  What I discovered (from which you will be spared the details) was that just like in every other area of my life, I don't have to go the traditional path.  Especially, when it offered little to no hope.  Passionate once again and I must say a little indignant over some of the facts, I have begun with the help of a slightly reluctant yet forward thinking young vet a path that already has shown some amazing results.  Lily will not only recover from this illness, but she will no doubt go on to live out her full existence. 

I am quite aware that I will have to let her go one day, but for now I'm grateful  for the extra time that we almost didn't have.

Oh and I realize that my last two posts have been about a cat.  I do apologize that Lily isn't a dog and therefore more universally accepted but, for all her loyalty I felt she deserved at least a couple posts written in her honor. 

Here are three long ago and sappy reasons: