Heartbroken

A few weeks ago, I noticed a couple of small knots on my cat, Sam's, belly. We have been so busy that we weren't able to take her to the vet until this evening. I honestly didn't think they would be anything...I expected him to tell me they were probably cysts and not to worry about them. What he told me has me totally devastated - they are more than likely malignant mammary tumors. We won't know for sure until he does the surgery Monday to remove them and gets the lab results back. At fourteen, I know it's not good either way. Even the anesthesia is dangerous.

Brandon gave Sam to me when we were dating. He showed up at my house with this adorable little ball of fur. She's like my child. I'm more attached to her than I have ever been to any pet...and that's saying a lot. The thought of losing her is killing me.