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Bit of an update, after over a week.
12 years ago
Sorry I've been absent. I finally started at PetCo, so that's been taking up a lot of my time. I haven't started up my computers in over a week. Sorry!
The other thing occupying my time is my cat, Jelly Bean. We were told last year that she wasn't almost seven, like we thought, but around ten. (I assume the shelter just thought she was less than a year old when we got her because she was so tiny.)
She's been pretty sick all year. She had vestibular disease-- which is basically constant vertigo-- as well as very little sense of smell, sight, or hearing left. The last two months have been really hard for her. She had two ear infections, which were really, really bad by the time I got my mother to take her to the vet, and we also found out that she had another polyp in her right ear which was constantly bothering her. And I finally got my mother to switch her to wet food, which she loved, but then she stopped eating enough. We had gotten her back up to almost five pounds, but then she lost six-tenths of a pound in two weeks. She never stopped scratching at that ear with the polyp, either, so infection or no, it was still bothering her. She was also obsessively grooming, to the point that nearly the entire right side of her face was bald. A few days ago, she scratched something so hard, she managed to spatter the entire back of our kitchen with blood, not to mention the glob on the carpet.
Then today, she vomited three times in one hour before my mother called the vet. She then threw up six more times before we managed to get her in. We found out today that she also had a tumor behind that ear. We put her down around four this afternoon, and buried her shortly after.
(Of course, my mother insisted that she "couldn't watch her suffer anymore". That kind of pissed me off, because if it was my decision, I'd've been more candid with the vet and thought about it sooner.)
The other thing occupying my time is my cat, Jelly Bean. We were told last year that she wasn't almost seven, like we thought, but around ten. (I assume the shelter just thought she was less than a year old when we got her because she was so tiny.)
She's been pretty sick all year. She had vestibular disease-- which is basically constant vertigo-- as well as very little sense of smell, sight, or hearing left. The last two months have been really hard for her. She had two ear infections, which were really, really bad by the time I got my mother to take her to the vet, and we also found out that she had another polyp in her right ear which was constantly bothering her. And I finally got my mother to switch her to wet food, which she loved, but then she stopped eating enough. We had gotten her back up to almost five pounds, but then she lost six-tenths of a pound in two weeks. She never stopped scratching at that ear with the polyp, either, so infection or no, it was still bothering her. She was also obsessively grooming, to the point that nearly the entire right side of her face was bald. A few days ago, she scratched something so hard, she managed to spatter the entire back of our kitchen with blood, not to mention the glob on the carpet.
Then today, she vomited three times in one hour before my mother called the vet. She then threw up six more times before we managed to get her in. We found out today that she also had a tumor behind that ear. We put her down around four this afternoon, and buried her shortly after.
(Of course, my mother insisted that she "couldn't watch her suffer anymore". That kind of pissed me off, because if it was my decision, I'd've been more candid with the vet and thought about it sooner.)
