Mister's Test Results

Yesterday, I got Mister's test results back from Dr. McKisson.  I guess I could say that they weren't all bad.  As a matter of fact, most of them were very good.  The only tiny problem was that, per my worst nightmare, Mister's kidneys aren't functioning so well any more.  Lest I sound melodramatic and self-pitying about this, at least I can say that Mister is not, I repeat, not in kidney failure.  The technical term, if I am to understand it correctly, is pre-kidney failure.

Understandably, I am not entirely thrilled with this news.  

According to the vet, however, this is manageable.  We are to give him lots of wet food (which he's not grumbling about) and make sure he gets enough fluids in general.  Conversely though, we are also to look out for excessive drinking and urinating, which could be signs of full-blown kidney failure.  

It's kind of hard to understand what is to be considered a good outcome here.  

We're not giving up on Mister (of course).  We will do everything in our power to make sure that he lives as long a life and as happy and comfortable a life as possible.  It's just a really weird feeling coming face-to-face with the mortality of one of the Buddies.  It doesn't seem possible, and I plan on resisting their mortality as long as possible.  The world will be a much sadder, darker place, when any one of them are not here.  

But for now, they are all here.  So I will spend each day loving them each relentlessly.  I will take the time to pet them and call them by name, even when I am clearly going to be a leetle bit late for work as a result.  Even when I am trying to meditate or do yoga, and they want to sit between my legs or rub up against my knees in the lotus position.  Because they are my Buddies, and I will love them to the ends of the Earth and beyond.  Maybe someday the Universe can have them, when they are too old to enjoy their lives anymore.

But I'm not giving them up without a fight.