The last few days I've been lying on this rug at my own nail sharpener. Most of time I sleep, sometimes I get up to go around. They caress me and scratch with my favorite brush. They feed me from a syringe, I don't eat by myself. Unfortunately, the enema did not help me go to the toilet. Now I have a partial obstruction of the intestine. The tumor presses on the intestine. My family are with me. I dont know how much time I still have, and nobody knows. But my family promised me that I will not be hurt any more and I will not suffer ... Thanks to everyone who supports me.