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I just had lunch. Hubby and I just had a big cry. The diagnosis is diabetes. Treatment is expensive and I wish we could afford it. I love her so much. Tommorow we say goodbye. Maisy is mad. She didn't like the long ride. She just upended her food and water. Sitting there with her tail flapping hard giving me that defiant look that says "@#$&!." Ah that's Miss Maisy for you.
The vet told us years ago to put her down because she was aggressive. She'd bite and clawed and hubby was her pin cushion/chew toy. She was a big bully but I refused. I just kept loving her then we rescued Sweetpea and she suddenly had to compete with her new sister. Maisy behaviour changed. She became the sweetest cat. Her and hubby made peace. They love each other. She's daddy's girl. She sits on his chair with him or in his lap.
She's had a wonderful happy 13 years the last year she's been ill so I won't say 14. I'm gonna miss her. She's been my constant companion for 14 years. We've been through so much together.
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