Lucy=not a fan of the car. Which of course means a very long car ride (especially because we randomly have a vet in EXCELSIOR...), and a very ornery cat when we get to the vet.
Well, last night we had a new vet (who was amazing...much better than our last one that wanted to put Lucy under so she could clean her teeth..) and HE didn't believe Lucy was that old. He kept making statements like "She is living on borrowed time," "MAN, she has had a good run" and so on. I left confused as to if he was saying those things because she is sick and going to die soon or he was just so impressed with what her condition is.The vet did bloodwork and we could hear Lucy crying behind the door. He came back in, looking quite surprised, and informed us that Lucy has some 'fight left in her, as she tried to get away from the needle.'
So turns out Lucy has...ANEMIA (what?!?). I am not kidding you when I say the vet looked completely shocked that it wasn't kidney disease. I am pretty sure he was already working on his "Your cat has kidney disease, here is the timetable" speech. So apparently Lucy is switching to the good life with wet food, and we'll see what happens from there.
Lucy lives...