Tuesday, May 05, 2009
It was a warm spring day, and people were coming over to TFN’s apartment. Along with some of our friends walked in Ms. Mina, the cat who would be a part of our lives for the next… forever.
Over the years, we’ve been through a lot with this cat. She was diagnosed with diabetes a while back, and has kept up with daily shots like a trooper.
She started getting sick a little while back, and this morning I dropped her off at the vet’s for some tests.
The vet just called back; her test results are inconclusive – we’ll know more tomorrow. It could be a thyroid or kidney condition; it could be a lot of things. Once we have the test results, we’ll move forward with what we need to do to treat her.
The thing I was not prepared to hear is that Ms. Mina is not a Ms. at all.
She’s a Mr.
Over the past 14 years, four other vets have missed this.
We’re going to have to sit down with “her” and have a talk tonight, and figure out what “she” wants to do.