The Battle is Over

My one year anniversary

at the bridge
it seems like a year went by so fast
mom is still sad when she thinks of me
but she put my picture back up by my plaque
it had fallen down but she didnt put it back up cause she didnt wana see me everday
:(

Barbra of Here Kitty Kitty needs help

This lady saved me and most of my kitty family. along with thousands of other kitties....she had an issue with cross posting on petfinder when she posted kitties (like me) who were still in high kill shleters on her website.

Since she still hasnt sorted thing out with Petfinder. com she is very low on donations.

Two days ago she had to rush one of her new "moms" Surprise who was pulled from a high kill shelter preggo to the vet for horrible Mastitis and one of two very bad glands ruptured last night. Imagine a pimple 1000 times bigger and it pops. Similar.... the gland explodes leaves an open hole and lots of puss keeps draining. Could/might need surgery to close.

Her own cat Casanova also had to be rushed to the vet for chronic non-regentive anemia and is on epogen shots (like my I was when I first got sick). They both had to be hospitalized for two days now.

Barbra has NO FUNDING FOR THIS. anything anyone can offer would be greatly appreciated. her pay pal email is adoptapet@optonline.net or donations can be made directly to the vets office
All Creatures Veterinary Hospital
(516) 432-2946
733 W Park Ave
Long Beach, NY 11561

Yesterday for the two was over $1,200 and more tests are being run and an xray today ($145) and THEN they both might need surgery.

mommy helped, me i made a chip in widget fer her, is on my page now. please help!

how can it be

that three weeks have gone by already?
my bronzed paw print on a plaque just arrived yesterday...my print looks so tiny...even tinier when you see it next to Peanuts'
:(

Thank you

everyone...for all of you who met me at the bridge to welcome me...to those of you still here purring for me...and for all the purrs sent to mommy...shes very sad at losing me, her lil Angel Spot (she always called me that cause i was so good)

and thank you for all of my rosettes and stars and pmails, its so nice to get such support...but mom doesnt feel up to responding to everyone now so we did this diary entry instead...

and thanks to Wally for my new pic.

At 3pm today 6-27-07 spot breathed his last breath

Spot's gramma called me, his mom, at noon to tell me Spot was laying on the rug at the bottom of the basement steps not moving. So i left work and rushed home. he was laying next to his brother in a weird position which made me nervous. I was goin to come home early to feed him with a syrunge and get him to stay in the game until i picked up his new meds at 2.

I thought maybe he was suffering from malnutrition so i picked him up to feed him and he screamed. i gave him just a lil food but he wouldnt even swallow it.

so i carried him in this laundry basket they all fight to sleep in in the basement outside to see if that would perk him up like it did yesterday. so such luck, he just screamed. so i carried him in to my room and put him on the bed where he just kept flipping over from one side to the other. he couldnt even walk. i kept picking him up and holding him on my chest but he wouldnt stay he kept trying to get off and falling. then he started panting.

I decided he was goin to lay on me whether he wanted to or not and he seemed ot get comfortable. then he started drooling bloody spit on me and convulsing. i just hung on to him as best i could without squeezing and in between the gasping noises and huffs he suddenly jerked a couple of times and his bladder let go. i knew he was gone.

my poor lil bady had such a rough time and he wasnt even two yet....but at least he got to die in my arms....

Tmrw he goes to http://www.abbeyglen.com/ to be creamted like Peanuts. Now i have to pick a picture of him i want to get tattoed on me...i was goin to do Peanuts, Rudy, my angora rabbit who died 4 years ago and Grimley but they will wait now and i will do Spot first. Maybe a portrait of him on my arm....

Bad report from the vet

So the vet didnt go well last night.

My weight has gone down another pound, i am 5.15 lbs now.

The vet (who was not the one my gramma, my mom and i like, she was on vacation but this woman saw me there last time too) was making mommy MAD. she was acting like mom was torturing me even though she knows i dont want to go to sleep! least not all the time...

she told mom she wasnt goin to force her to do euthanasia (i dont know what that is but my mom got upset when she said that so i dont like it) but she recommended it.

mom had to grit her teeth and explain to her that she knows i am not going to get better :( even patches knows that, which is why he wont be my friend anymore but that i still am a happy Spot!

like when my mom asks if i wana go out (or sometimes when she asks the dog if he wants to go out) i run to my kitty stroller and hop up and wait to go outside so i can roll in the grass and watch the birds and grab at sticks mom drags in the grass for me.

they gave me those yucky fluids under my skin again and a shot of Vit B12 AND a 1/4 of a pill that will make me want to eat more. i ate a lillast night and today but not much. gramma will feed me again later when im not so sleepy. right now Pookie is taking care of me while moms at work.

I figure im just like those poor kids who get that disease that turns them into old people before theyre 12, i just have to adjust to this decreasing ability to do things much like a cat does as they get older. Mom said peanuts had to slow down as he got older and Pookie Feets and Bogie are slow walkers and cant jump either. they just dont fall down like i do.

the vet agreed to give me the pentoxifyllne, the chlorambucil she said i am too weak and anemic for. so if this works, then maybe i will be able to play and walk a lil better. thay have to make it up for me special since im so small and it will be tuna flavored too! but we get that tmrw.

last night i slept with or on mom all night. but i peed on her bed a couple times. she didnt even get mad though, she just wanted to snuggle me :) i had already peed on her at the vet when she said i had a very full bladder and squeezed it then handed me to mom. so i dribbled a lil on her i heart vegan boys t-shirt. then after my sub-qs i peed for real on my carrier bag. mom had a very damp night, thats for sure.

one more, thing, i heard the vet say she dind think i needed more then a ten day supply of meds... dont think she thinks i wil need it any longer then that...but she said i would have to be on them for the rest of my life....mom needs to stop covering my ears at the doctors so i know whats goin on!

this was a very bad weekend

i haven't felt good at all...i have been staying on moms bed or in the closet and sometimes i go to the basement to fight my way into the laundry basket that Feets, Tater, Patches, Pookie and I all like to sleep in.

But i cant really walk anymore, i keep falling down :(

And i haven't had much of an appetite...yesterday i ate a lil breakfast but for lunch and dinner mom tried to give me my fav canned food, my new organic canned food, canned tuna, baby food beef & gravy, turkey cold cuts and my liver but i wouldn't eat anything. i only wanted a couple of my treats i like.

so mom took me outside to see if i would work up an appetite but even on the grass my back legs, especially the left one, just do not want to go where i want them to! i tried to walk to mom and overshot her by a couple feet cause i was so off balance. and i kept falling down so mom had to unhook my leash and let me walk with just the harness on so i didn't trip so much and she figured i couldn't go far. she was right and i had alot more fun not falling so much. i loooove it out on the grass.

then later mom's friend gave me my shot and I BIT HIM! that was my first bite ever. good thing he's a mechanic and has rough hands, i didn't even break the skin.

today i tried to go to purr on my mommy but i cant climb onto her chest anymore. then i almost fell off the bed. so she made me a vet appointment to get sub q fluids, appetite stimulant pills, vitamin B and some new meds called chlorambucil & pentoxifylline. the first one is an anti cancer drug i think and the second one is for seizures. if this doesn't work then mom said she thinks i might have to go with Peanuts. But i saw where he is, its a very small box and even though I'm a very small Spot even i cant fit in there! so i don't know what she means by that but i don't like the sound of it. i don't want to be a baby in a box.

o, but saturday mom did a red pleather jacket photo shoot with me...so i should have new pix up soon as grandpa shows her which usb port to use with all the wries and nonsense on the PC at home! and yesterday she took more pix of me, one of me in my stroller too!

the day after my interferon shot

i always seem a lil better. just a bit...
but even the neighbor notcied something was wrong, he asked why i cant even walk over a folded blanket without falling, even getting out of the box makes me trip and that prednisone makes me need the box alot.

this weekend i must do a photoshoot in my James Dean (or Spot McDean as mom calls it) red pleather jacket since im small enough to fit in it again and mom wants to get some good pix. just in case i dont get to wear it again.

but if i have a say in it, i say i want to be as old an my good pal Cookie, hes 20!!!

This hasnt been a good week for me...

i am really having trouble walking now.
i seem to lose control of my back legs, especially the left one when i try to walk. i cant even walk ove a blanket without tripping. sometimes even just walking i trip...
i think moms goin to make me to go the vet fri :(
but she took me outside today and i didnt fall jumpin out of my stroller and i seemed sorta ok walking outside and scratching on the tree trunks. then mom took me in and i ran back out on her (and without my leash!!!) but when i came back in (for the rest of the day this time) i was walking funny again. but i ate some kitty food, a lil turkey and some baby food. goin outside makes this Spot HUNGRY!

So mom decided to be safe rather then sorry

and take me to the vet last night. Turns out my pooper is working just fine!
They decided to treat me for lack of appetite. I got sub q fluids, a shot of peptic and a pill to help me want to eat more.
Mom said I look like the Hunchback of Notre Dame when I got home since I was so full of fluids I was actually wobbly.
I wasn’t too into my food but I did eat some cat food. I wanted nothing to do with the baby food or the liver mom tried to give me. Today Gramma said I ate breakfast I was running around talking (“Spot?! Talking?!” was what everyone kept saying, since I’m usually so quiet ‘cept to my mom) and looked a lot better then I did before.
So they don’t know WHY I wasn’t hungry but I guess I am now. I just hope I don’t have to go back to the vet again soon.
We are still awaiting a diagnosis from Auburn for my FIP test since, ooops, the lady at the vet forgot to send my old slides with my new samples!

mom said i am upsetting her

cause i usually eat alot.
and i havent been that interested in food since yesterday.
not cat food.
not baby food.
not canned chicken.
i will eat my treats still. but thats about it.
so mom defrosted me some liver and cooked it. she made the funniest noises when she did that. like it smells bad or something! but she's silly, she only eats green stuff and boring food, not like me, i like meat and fish mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
but i ate some of that. i love that stuff :)

mom said the vet told her i had a lot of poop in me when we went there last week. so mom is worried i may be constipated (i dont know that that is but i dont like it). Oscar's mom said to try cat milk. mom is goin to get that cause she said ANYTHING is better then making the liver again.

unfortuneatly

despite everything mom has been doing, i seem to be gettin sick again.

we went to the vet last wed, may 30th. mom paid alot of money to get all of my samples sent to the new vet so she could send them with some blood and this terrible awful anal sample thing to Auburn University in AL. That hurt soooo bad. mom would never have agreed to the test if she had known about that part. she said it looked like a test tube cleaner that they stuck you-know-where. i screamed. and i almost never talk cept to mom when shes alone so she knew it had to hurt really really bad.

once they had that and my blood they had a completed FIP kit to send to Auburn to hopefully get some definitive results for me.

but mom noticed i keep slipping lately. and my legs dont move the same way anymore. i can still run and play and chase my laser toy, but not for very long and i look a lil wobbly.

this new vet said my weight went down at least another 1/2 pound so now I'm only 6.25lbs. which is a lot trimmer then my 8.5 i was in Dec. before scooter came. before i got sick.

i was getting raw liver which someone recommended for the extra protein (im not an iron deficient anemic) but the vet sai dthats bad too cause the liver rmeoves toxins from your body which may not be good to eat and she said any raw meat has bacteria and stuff on it which is not good for anyone especially not a kitty like me with a compromised immune system. so now im getting baby food, beef and gravy. i chowed down on a almost a whole lil jar myself but mom had to keep moving me cause all of the other cats nearby and the dog were trying to "share" with me!

she takes me out in the yard almost every day she can and lets me walk and walk and walk on my harness (she got me an extra long leash now) and then i sit on her and purr and rub on her. then i chase sticks she drags in the grass. Sometimes Patches comes out for a lil and eventually we all go in. mom said i am the cutest thing she ever saw. 'specially when i go and rub on Grimley cause even though he's a dog he's my bud. Grimley always comes outside with me. he used to take me to the vet but now i go to a cats only place and he isnt allowed so Patches hasta come. he hates that.

im still on my 5mg of prednisone every mornign and night and i get my feline omega interferon shot every other day. mom doesnt know what else she can do for me...

I was tagged---

---by Peanuts, who gave up his place in my moms house for me and my brother and our friends.


The Rules
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write on their own diary about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your diary.


Here are my seven facts:

1. I got my name cause Mom wanted me and my brudder to have "matching" names. so based on our markings we are Spot and Patches!

2. I was so small when my mom got me i was only 2.25lbs. that was when i could fit in my yankees shirt.

3. I am the smallest cat in the house but i am the toughest out of the young cats! i used to growl when other kitties came near my food when i was eating! now i dont do that anymore...

4. I LOVE to play in the grass. if i find a dirt patch i roll and roll and roll in it till my picks me up and untangles my leash and wipes me off. i get all gross and dirty but she said im too cute to yell at.

5. I go with my mom to brush her teeth every night then i tuck her into bed and purr and knead her neck. then when i hear her alarm in the morning i do the same thing again just reversed!

6. I have been sick since March 30. and i keep getting worse :( mom is getting desperate. she said im her favorite. but i think she says that to Blue too.

7. I am such a good boy for my shots, my meds, the vet trips...everyone just falls in love with my lil self.

I'm tagging:

1. Mooch
2 . Vincent
3. Sophie
4. Hazel Lucy
5. Cookie
6. Mr. Claus (in loving memory)
7. Frosty

New Update

Hi everyone, we got my labs newest back. I am sorta the same. which is better then worse right?

and my hemobartonella test came back negative :(
so i dont have that, which is a bad problem but not as bad as FIP.

now i am on feline omega interferon, thanks to poor Fred's mom (since uinfortunately he didnt make it and his mom let us buy it from her to try and save me) so now i am getting needles again every other day. yuck. mom even does them herself now which i cant believe but i like it better then having the neighbors touching me. now grandma snuggles me and mom pokes me! ouch!

at least i got tuna after, but mom snuck some vitamins for anemia called antler 8 in that!

so now we have to see how i am doing after 2 weeks. mom is hoping my eyes go back to blue grey (theyre greenish yellow now) like they were before i got sick. that means im in remission. if i do get better, then i get one shot once a month for 6 months. much better then every other day!

Just checking in

hi all, just wanted to let everyone know that i'm still here! still doing ok...
eating well, even maintaining my sexy 7lb physique ;)
i know i was a little plump at 8.5 pounds like i was in dec, but mom thinks i am better off at 8lbs. but i cant seem to get that pound back no matter how much/often i eat! but at least im not losing anymore!

i am still playing and snacking since mom got all this new stuff to spoil me. she got me greenies since those werent recalled and i hope they dont take those away from me too!

our fav treats were these ghetto ones from walmart mom decided to try since Tater is SO picky about treats and he HATES getting his teeth brushed (dont we all? but at least im good about it, he is NOT) and mom has to bribe him to get his feral butt to come out again once he sees the toothbrush. this was very hard to do with no "safe" treats.

anyway, mom made me get more blood work done (she is lucky she is my fav person in the whole whole world or i wouldnt be speaking to her anymore) and she paid a silly amount of $ for my blood to be sent to Cali for a parasite test.
I am suspicious right now though since i fear she is not done having my lil white booty poked with needles and that she is going to make me get ANOTHER test done this time to send to AL to chck me for FIP since she emailed some famous Drs from all over the world about me and most of them said to do it.

so, wish me luck, hope all my furry buddies are doing well.
and mom said i should thank Oscar's mom for her since she has been so good and helpful to mom as they try to get me better!

I wish he was wrong

the vet just gave mom my results...all inconclusive in and of themselves, but they all point to FIP which is almost impossible to diagnose, incurable, and fatal.
mom thinks from what he told her i may not live long enough for my hair to grow back and it looks even worse after the bone marrow and lymph node aspirations they did yesterday...
mom wasnt ready for two of her cats to be in boxes within such a short time...

Dont Laugh

at my new pix since i will be sporting a shaved belly for a while since i had that silly biopsy done!!!

wow, im so popular!

thanks and purrs for all of my rosettes!!!
i feel so loved!

Update

mom said i am SO good for anything they do to me *proud*
from shoving this giant antiobiotic pill down my throat to getting the Epogen shot every other day...the vet techs always say how sweet i am...even when they extracted a urine sample (with a needle to my bladder!!!)

and after going through all of this, my blood count/anemia is going lower and lower. for those of you who know what this means these are my HCT numbers:

4/1 19.9
4/6 18.7
4/9 17.4
4/17 16.5

the vet said not to panic yet, that the numbers might improve by next week since I only started steroids today...i hope so.

she also said this whole thing makes her feel sooo stupid cause the vets seem to speak a foreign language...poor mommy...

My Mom first noticed I was sick 3/31/07

So she took me to the vet sunday 4/1/07 for what turned out to be a sinus infection (I still didnt feel good) and they said I had a low blood count (which may be from not eating/drinking so I needed to be rechecked that fri 4/6/07) AND I had gone from 8.5 to 7.5 pounds.

On 4/6/07 they tell my mom I lost more weight, from 8.5 pounds down to only 7 pounds. and my blood work has not changed. so they ran more tests on me and gave mom special food and supplements (forti flora) to help me gain weight.

On 4/9/07 back to the vet i went

Yesterday, 4/11/07 mom took me to a vet in Long Island with the lady i was adopted from since the vet she uses is very good and my vets seemed to be unable to diagnos me. She even came with us and stayed with mom all day while I was worked on at the vet.

here is the synopsis of what they told mom yesterday:
They decided to do an ultrasound
and since they found that my kidneys were bilaterally abnormal the vet then biopsied both of my kindeys.
he said this can be caused by either a congenital birth defect or one of three types of cancer, but they wont know which till mon or tues when the lab sends back the results.

At least this vet knew as soon as he touched me that I had an abnormally large organ, he was just uncertain which one until the ultrasound unlike the vets at my regular place who had no idea I had anything funny with my insides.

So now mom has to give a needle every other day with Epogen for cats to get my bone marrow to make blood cells and stop this anemia while they determine whats wrong with me and how to treat it, if treatment is possible...
I dont know why this has to happen to me since I'm just a baby...

since march 31st i have cost my mom over $1500 in the last week

hopefully, she has to pay alot more and get me all fixed up so i can stay here and not go live with Peanuts yet :(

Especially since today after getting that shot I feel SO much better and have been purring and walking as much as usual...