2009 This poor little baby has had a rough start for such a young life. She and her sister Natasha were found as strays with bad eye infections. The lady that found them was also a foster home for a local rescue. They helped her get the kittens fixed, etc and she was keeping them for the time being. This lady ended up getting ill, was committed to a long time stay in a mental institution and her soon to be ex-husband decided to put the house up for sale while she was gone. He called the rescue and told them they had 2 days to remove all the cats or he would dump them at the pound. There was 18 cats at immediate risk. The rescue did not have foster homes for 18 cats!! One of the rescue volunteers took all 18 to her house and set them up in crates in her garage and them immediately went on the Internet looking for some help. She asked us to take the 2 blind ones and a few days later drove them up from SC. Olivia is a sweet cat but skittish. You may watch her LIVE on her live camera, She is in house 1, room 3 2010 Olivia bean having problems with one of her eyes and it was removed. 2013 A growth was found on Olivia’s remaining eye when she went in for her yearly check up and the vet felt it was best if we removed the eye. The growth was not cancerous. Happy Anniversary Heather from your loving husband Douglas! Olivia is being sponsored by Toby the helpful kitty and his little sister Sanka in honor of Heather and the love she gives to animals everywhere. Sponsored by Beth - Thank you! Sponsored by Katrina - Thank you! Sponsored by Mary - Thank you! Sponsored by Ranae - Thank you! Sponsored by Nicole - Thank you! 10/5/2019 Sweet Olivia came to us 10 years ago from a hoarding situation. A week ago we saw that she had begun losing weight (they are weighed every single week) She was still eating so we hoped it would be hyperthyroid. (She is an older cat and that is not uncommon) of blood work, x-rays, etc were done and yet we had no answers. She came came back home for a few days. Her weight was still dropping. We went back to the vet and she was hospitalized for a couple of days to stabilize her and try to figure out what on earth was going on. Her lung sounds finally gave us a hint and new chest x-rays were done. They were filling with fluid. The fluids were drawn off and a syringe has been sent out to the lab. Now was the time for serious decisions to be made. I saw the syringe of fluids they drew off, I knew it was not FIP, I am pretty sure it will come back as lymphoma. I also knew the fluids would come back in her lungs. I could take her to Raleigh, we could force her to endure thousands of dollars of needle pokes and testing to try to find out why but I knew it was not going to change our final outcome. I was not going to make her endure the torture that was not going to give us a cure. She appeared to be feeling and breathing better so we took her home for a last day. I knew the staff would want to tell her good bye and I did not want her last day of her life to be locked up in a cage. She had a good last day. She laid in the sun on her patio (it was a beautiful day yesterday) The staff spent extra time with her. We had lots of visitors yesterday so she got extra loving. But by the evening I could see she was breathing more shallow. She was not in severe distress, yet. But I also knew that by morning she would be in serious trouble suffering or worse would have died during the night drowning in the fluids in her lungs. I absolutely was not going to allow that to happen. We are a firm believe in quality over quantity. To let them go on a good day, not a bad day, to not allow them to suffer. I called the vet and she met me back at the clinic. I held her in my arms as she quietly went over the rainbow bridge. She was a sweet old girl who we will miss.