Meeps is baking as I type

the vet hosp just called, drained of energy i can't even capitalize...ive cried off and on all day. being a fairly chipper person, people (good meaning or otherwise) want to get all up in my grill cause i'm not surrounded by my usual blue disney birds but this kicked my ass. all walls keeping my emotions in check crumbled when they took my baby behind closed doors. now don't get me wrong, all the people that i encountered there were real "animal" people, educated and enthusiastic...but if Einstein took meeps away i wouldnt feel any better with his genius.

he was so brave...if i can figure out the technology i will share the photos from my phone. the vet walked in on our conversation, and asked what i was doing...my response, dahhhhhh I am taking pictures of my cat.

so riding the emotional waves this afternoon I made it through all my chores and was making dinner. then the call came in from nuclear....something something on caller id. i pick up immediately (after the synapse fired) and carol informed me that meepers was mid process and she was giving me an update. the tumors that they found are graded from 1 to 4 and the first one they found was a three and the other one was larger than a 4 (how can you have a range that caps at 4 and then rate it above 4??????????) So i lost it but ultimately he is where he needs to be. can't wait to know he's ok and home....I guess this is one of those "good news/bad news" posts. he may have to stay longer...my heart is just sick but logic brings me around that he's in the best place possible. my tummy and heart hurts. thanks for the positive thoughts, dare i ask for more?