You are a sweetheart, LL, thanks for asking. My pussycat is napping next to me at the moment. He is a little bag of bones, but is still managing to eat, jump and does not seem to be in any pain. He is 8 years old. From his X-Ray, the vet is 99% sure he has intestinal lymphoma. Without opening him up, they cannot be 100% sure.
His treatment options are chemo or steroids. On steroids, it is hoped the tumour will slow a bit or even shrink. He has started steroids, thanks to
@Brunneria 's great idea of hiding the tabs in Brussels pate, and is now very hungry all the time! Hopefully he will beef up a bit. On steroids his life expectancy is a few weeks. It was a heartbreaking decision to not go down the chemo route. We want to do the best for him and chemo might give him a few months, but it would involve him having an operation to establish the kind of cancer then regular chemo without hope of an ultimate cure. We would rather he spent his final days playing in the garden with his brother and his human family, rather than in an unfamiliar cancer ward which he would hate. He is insured up to the ears so mercifully we did not have to consider money in this difficult decision. We have no idea when he will leave us, depends on whether the tumour shrinks/grows/causes a blockage and for how long the steroids are effective.
Meanwhile he is being spoiled rotten, as always! Vet says to let him eat whatever he wants. He has lots of cuddles, his brother for company, a cat flap into a big garden with trees and bushes, 24 hour room service, not a bad life at all

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