She will only eat if you pick each kibble up and then put it under her nose.

At least she'll eat, she's still fur and bones, and the chemo starts next Tuesday.

I left work a bit early to meet her and the ex at the vet's, and then spend a few hours sitting with her.

Anyone who think's cats don't care for their people, doesn't know enough cats. All of mine live for just quietly sitting in the same room as the people they know.