Well, it's been a different kind of weekend. In an attempt to fill the void left by the passing of our cat Jinx and keep our other cat Meatball from being too lonely, my parents went to PetSmart and bought a new cat. Very similar to both of my other cats in many respects. Her name is Peanut (or, at least, it is now). Cute little booger with one of the shrillest voices I've ever heard in a cat. That's how Katie and I first noticed that she was there. She was locked up in the bathroom with all of her stuff to keep her from disappearing under furniture. All of a sudden, "Mmeeeeewwwwww!" as high-pitched as you can possibly imagine.
Of course, all this may be for naught, as when Katie and I were there on Saturday, we noticed that Meatball's face was puffed out under his left eye. He was very sensitive there and wouldn't let anyone touch him. His left eye was also not open as much as his right. My parents hadn't noticed this until Katie and I pointed it out. My mom took him to the vet today and, apparently, he has cancer. The vet had to remove the teeth from the left side of his mouth because he has a tumor in his head that is causing excessive amounts of pressure and that's why Meatball hasn't been eating as much either and why he struggles when he tries to chew his food. The tumor is spreading as well and may start to disfigure his head. If this happens or he stops eating, we will probably put him to sleep as well. Otherwise, the vet has given him one to three months to live. What can you do? As we are finding out... not a whole helluva lot. Talk about feelings of complete and utter helplessness.