Yesterday I took Nutmeg to the vet because her chin and jaw seemed swollen. The vet took an x-ray and found what appears to be a cancerous growth on her jaw bone. The vet thinks she has maybe six more months, possibly much less, until she is unable to eat. We are going to give her a course of antibiotics on the very small off chance that it is an infection, rather than a tumor, but the vet cautioned us not to get our hopes up.
Nutmeg has been part of our family for almost 12 years, since before our marriage, even before we graduated from Virginia Tech. She was a sister to Pi, Eli's big old goofy gray tabby who passed away October of 2002.
The thing we will always remember about Nutmeg is how amazing she has been with the kids. For as long as Avery has been able to crawl he has been chasing after her, grabbing her, petting her, and holding her. As rough as he was, and as much as she hated being held d
We have many wonderful, funny, loving, snot-filled memories of Nutmeg. I know she isn't gone yet, but I intend to make her as comfortable as possible for the last of her days with us. Nutmeg, we love you.
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