Let’s just get this out of the way now – Little Miss is not her full name – it’s Little Miss B*tch. She earned that name because she is confident, and steadfast in her convictions. Now that she is elderly, we usually just call her Bubbie.
LM is a 15 year-old tuxedo that I adopted when she was a kitten from a local shelter. We have two other cats – Papaya, a 6 year-old dilute tortie, and Rocky, a 2 year-old giant, ginger wrecking ball of a cat. My husband and I don’t have kids, so these cats are spoiled.
The Beginning of our Amputation Journey:
Earlier this year, our vet noticed a lump on LM’s shoulder, but they didn’t seem too concerned about it and told us to just watch it. After a couple weeks, it went away so we just assumed it was a lipoma or something. Fast forward to July/August – the lump came back. Since it went away last time, we figured we’d just watch this one, but it didn’t go away, it got bigger. Cancer, likely lymphangiosarcoma.
Yesterday, LM had her front leg amputated. We were hopeful that she’d come home today, but her temperature is still a little low, so they want to keep her overnight for a second night. While we are thankful that our surgeon is taking such great care of her, we’re anxious to have her home. Fingers crossed that her temperature is back to normal tomorrow.
Little Miss