Piper
7/18 Little Piper is 8 weeks old and leukemia positive. She was rescued from
animal control and delivered to us from Thorn. That lady spends so many hours
driving animals to safety! We are so blessed to know her!
Piper was rescued from a high kill facility from a rescuer. Her mother was
leukemia positive and very ill, She was put to sleep by the shelter. Her
siblings were all sick and died. She was the lone survivor and for a time there
was a big question if she was going to survive to come to us.
She had salmonella and coccidia to start with, both can be fatal
to a little one like her. She is super friendly and playful. We hope
she will get to be with us for years.
Sponsored by Sander - Thank you!
Sponsored by Cheryl - Thank you!
Sponsored by Barbara - Thank you!
Sponsored by Bhavana - Thank you!
8/20/2019 (This is the letter I sent to her sponsors)
This is a very difficult letter to be writing.
Little Piper came to us a year ago as a very sick leukemia positive kitten. Her
mother and siblings had all passed away before she arrived to us and we were
concerned she would survive when she arrived because she was so sick.
We got her healthy and she became a very friendly fun kitten who loved to play with
the others, ran the wheel like crazy and lived her best life.
Two weeks ago we could see her behavior had changed, she was no longer
playing. She was eating but losing weight. Off to the vet we went. Blood work and
x-rays were all pretty normal, they weren't telling us what we were fighting yet. Late
last week we were back at the vets, she was now a "hot" cat. Fever over 105. She
spent the last 4 days in the hospital become very sick with a severe infection,
running fevers in the 105-106 range. She came home yesterday still sick from the
vets office, still with a fever and lots of meds. This morning she suddenly went
blind.
Back to the vets office we went. The blindness was not caused by blood pressure.
She was miserable, now blind, horribly nauseous even though we had given her
meds and fluids. The vets felt and I agreed we were dealing with lymphoma or FIP.
We could keep fighting, forcing her to take lots of nasty medicines, her being
nauseous, having to have needles stuck in her for fluids, still running hot and feeling
awful, Or we could say, enough and let her go.
It has always been our philosophy that it is better to go out on a good day verses a
bad day. She sat in my lap purring, being loved on, we sedated her and then let
her go. She was not afraid or in pain at the end. We could have kept her alive for
another week or so but she would have gone on a very very bad day, instead she
went on an ok day. Sometimes that is all we can ask for.