And here is ME, chilling in one of my bajillion beds. This one is inches away from the radiator space heater.
My mom spoke to the vet yesterday, and we're not going to do the surgery to remove my little growth. The cardiologist said my EKG results could mean a couple of different things, so nothing was conclusive. The very nice vet said that because of my age, he didn't want to stress me out with more tests, and without really knowing what was or wasn't going on with my heart, he really didn't want to put me under. My mom thinks she's somehow going to be able to take a better look at that spot and see for herself what's going on. I don't think so. I'm not bothered by it - I don't pick at it or anything. And I'm acting the same as I always have - I sleep a lot, I run, I play, I purr. So there is nothing to worry about. :) Thank you all for the purrs, though - it really meant a lot to me. I would request that you direct all purrs to Miss Parker. She's just a young thing and her vet results were not as good as mine. We're both sending all of our purrs to her and her family. Have a super weekend, Friends!