Lola

My family in Vermont had a cat named Lola. She was a Ragamuffin. I don't know if that's an actual breed name. This cat could be held at any angle, even on her back, and she would still like it. Whenever we've visited Lola would 'make the rounds', come to lie next to anyone that she could gain access to.

In the last month or so she developed a mass in her stomach and lost a lot of weight and size. It was feared that she had feline cancer. The poor creature went through ultrasounds and other tests. Her front paws and neck were shaved for this. She was given drops to help. Cats and medicine are always a headache.

Ultimately she didn't have cancer, but she still had that mass unexplained. She had a seizure, got horribly ill and disoriented.

Lola was put to sleep last week. The poor thing wasn't even 9 years old.

My aunt is heartbroken. Many of us feel awful about this also.