I can't say I was surprised. I knew that Bunny hasn't been feeling well for the past month or so. She has become even less active, staying in her bed most of the time, and picking at her food, slowly losing weight.
I mentally began to adjust my thoughts to encompass the possibility of maybe losing her in the next few months. I don't want to think about it but I have to prepare my heart. So I wasn't too shocked to be standing in one of the exam rooms at the vet clinic this afternoon, looking at x-rays with our grave and sympathetic veterinarian. I had a feeling that this was coming.
In short, Bunny has possible malignant growths in her abdomen and her blood work revealed signs of kidney failure. I had read the signs. I can see the shape of Bunny's death, forming on the horizon.
Now our job is to make the days between now and then the best days possible for our sweet blind kitty.