RIP Milan (the cat)
We got a cat over a year ago and her name was Sidney. Of course, that name wouldn’t do because it brought up horrible images of “The Kid”. After deciding it needed to be a Boston name (the girlfriend and I live in CT now), I came up with Milan.
She got a cold a few weeks ago and never regained her appetite after that. After another vet visit, and blood tests, she was given some liver medication and an appetite stimulant. She was in at the vet every couple of days for the past two weeks for fluids and monitoring. This morning, she was very weak and couldn’t walk straight. Her back legs were not sturdy at all, so we brought her to the local emergency animal hospital. The X rays revealed a severely misshapen liver and fluid in her lungs – sure signs of pretty advanced cancer.
At her age (at least 12 human years), there was little to be done. The hospital had some short term solutions, but the long term solution – chemo, was not viable for a cat her age. It wasn’t the money that prevented it – it was the realization that it was just going to put her through too much.
Anyway, this is only on this site due to her name. When I told Jim I wanted to write for this site, one of the reasons I gave was that I even named my cat after Lucic. She was named after the baddest badass on the team even though she herself was a sweetheart. She sat next to me on the couch for each of the Montreal games, not moving much until the games were over (or until I stood up and screamed after a goal or a fight).
At least where she is now, the Bruins win the Stanley Cup every day (and Luch gets a hat trick in every game 7).
Milan the cat, named after #17
