This is Schmitty. He’s currently in the hospital with colon cancer. So we packed up his favorite bath mat and drove into the city to visit him. I took pictures.
I got Schmitty when I was 19-years-young. I am now 33. You do the math.
He’s probably the sweetest cat you’ll ever meet. For those of you who haven’t met him, you’ll simply have to take my word for it. For those of you who have, can I get an amen?
I met Tobyjoe when I was 27. I knew pretty much the moment I met him that I would end up marrying him. Sure, this had to do with how amazing he was, but it also had to do with how kind he was to my cat.
They’ve been the best of buddies ever since.
Schmitty has surgery tomorrow. The doctors are going to try and remove a mass that has collected in his colon. It is cancerous but they’re pretty sure it hasn’t metastasized. We’re crossing our fingers that he’ll be OK. I can’t imagine not having him around.
(Here’s to The Big Guy. We need you here. Be strong.)