Jeff and I took him to the vet, and he is doing amazingly well for a cat of his age. They consider a mature cat one over seven. He has no tumors. Yay! He had blood work done, and I will find out the results tomorrow, but he is now eating very soft food, and I think adjusting to changes with his mouth and teeth. He somehow perked up a bit when I called and made the appointment for the vet. The vet did say that animals try and hide any weakness. Of course, that makes sense. I feel relieved, even though the vet was very clear which I greatly appreciate that we will only do what augments his remaining life. We will not try and prolong it. I am grateful to have this day with Mandu. Each day is such a gift, a time to enjoy and appreciate and practice letting go. I am so grateful. Hug your pet today and everyone else too.
Thank you for indulging me in this. I just couldn't let it go, and I learned even more about love. I really sat with why I love this cat so much. I saw how he gives love. Our pets give such love. They look at us with their huge, trusting eyes and hop into our laps when we need healing touch. They know just what to do. No wonder it is hard to imagine life without them. They seem irreplaceable in their care and love, and one day Mandu will go, and now, I am more prepared.