And this is why we can't have nice things.

Saying goodbye to two of my babies in less than two and a half months has been rough. We helped Arwen cross the rainbow bridge back in May - her cancer was spread too far and she was too sick - and we suddenly lost Kili last night. She was never the same after losing her sister... Needless to say, it’s been rough. Didn’t mean to come back here with depressing news but I mean... I’m lost right now.

At least she has some energy to try and steal my friends ice cream 😂

My beautiful baby has lymphoma.

I don’t know what to do with myself.

I’ve had her since we found her at 5 weeks old. She was so little. She couldn’t even clean her own butt after using the litter box, so I would have to take her and put her tiny self into the sink and wash her at 2am. It was like having a baby. She slept in between my boyfriend and I.

And now she’s 7. And she’s dying of cancer. We’ll only have so much time with her with chemo, but it won’t be enough. I was supposed to have another 10 years with her. Now I’m lucky if I’ll have 6 months.