My Little Bobcat

I haven't posted in a while. I've been pretty busy and also a bit down. A few weeks ago my kitty Dexter had a biopsy on a lump on his tail and it came back as a malignant tumor. Needless to say I was devastated. He is only six years old! The vet recommended that his tail be amputated as there was no guarantee they could get all of it otherwise. So two weeks ago we took him to a specialist surgeon in Maitland (north of Orlando where I live) and they amputated all but about three inches of his tail. I cried that whole day.


They kept him overnight for observation, and the next day we went to get him. He had to wear what they call an e-collar (but we called it the Cone of Doom) until his sutures were removed, which was this past Monday. He hated every minute of it, but came to accept it after a couple of days. He couldn't bathe himself that whole time, and kept trying to, but all he could lick was the inside of the cone. Poor thing.

But the cone is off! And now we just have to wait for the fur to grow back on his tail and pray that the cancer didn't get a chance to spread. We go back in three months for a check up then every three months after to keep an eye on him. He is my little boy and I am not ready to lose him.