Beatrix is seventeen years old Since I reported her entrance to my life right after I got her here, it seems right to say something now. Everyone tells me she's had a long life.
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Her eyes are still bright and clear and she looks the same as her kitteny self except she's gotten so thin. She's always been a sweet, accommodating, stuffed animal of a cat and I feel like I'm letting her down again, but there is no knowing when with all her conditions. She takes pills like a champion, hates fluids, spending most of the time in her cat bed like a poster child for cute. I emailed her doctor about her not making it to her next appointment in a couple weeks and am waiting a response.
I just can't stop crying all the way.