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My baby 😿 I can’t bring myself to process this. The cruelest thing, I feel like I’ve just begun to live a new life after being in a dark depression, and his is ending. It’s not fair. My Castle, my art, they take on new lives, just as his “time” is coming. He’s truly such a special animal, the leader of my pet household and always so strong and thicc and energetic. A trooper. He lost 1.5kg in a week and “looks like a different cat” — when the vet said that, I knew how limited his time has gotten. I’m so sorry Russ I’m gonna do my very best palliative care ❤️
Just last month he was thiccly watching tv with me and meowing for food; now he barely emits low frequency purrs and stays in his box. I knew that he was sick for a while and was treating him, but the rapidness of this decline has been heartbreaking to watch. The last week or so. Holy shit. No more treatments will ever have efficacy; just quiet care at home to make Russell’s exit as comfortable as possible. My sweet senior 🥺
If I’m quiet on here it’s because the grief is overwhelming. Everyone grieves differently. I’m so unprepared emotionally. On here, I have many scheduled posts and I’ll get to messages when I can so thanks for understanding. Btw thank you if you’ve donated to my campaign yesterday for the vet visiting bill, and if you’ve donated to the Russell treatment funds throughout the past year. It’s been an invaluable financial help over all, and I believe helped extend his lifespan by even a little bit, which is all I can ask for, more time with my animals. Thank you 🖤