Arrival Story: After we lost Winkie to vaccine-associated sarcoma, we wanted to adopt 2 kittens so they could keep each other company. We went to a foster home to look at the kittens available. We took one look at the pretty boy and said "yes" immediately. The foster mother called him "Agate" because one of his markings looks like the stone, but we had already decided to name one of the kittens Rufus in honor of Winkie. We also decided to take his brother who was almost all white. Unfortunately, before they were old enough to be brought home, his brother (who we were calling Yeti) became jaundiced and was PTS.
Bio: In July of 2005, Rufus was diagnosed with GI lymphoma. We have been treating it with chemotherapy. In Spring of 2007, Rufus came out of remission. We are treating him with stronger chemotherapy drugs and still hoping for the best. UPDATE: In November 2007, Rufus started having hind leg weakness and constipation. The vets believe it may be a side effect of the Vincristine (one of his cancer medicines) so we have stopped giving it to him. His symptoms may go away with time. On December 2, Rufus went to the emergency room because he was experiencing pain/discomfort and wasn't eating much. UPDATE: On Friday, December 14, 2007 Rufus was diagnosed with FIP. On Saturday, his oncologist removed 200 CCs of yellow fluid from his abdomen and gave him a different chemo drug. Rufus rallied briefly, but by Sunday, had fallen ill again and was having difficulty breathing. He was able to con the ER vet into sending him home. On Monday, December 17, 2007 his condition grew worse. His onologist and regular vet both had the day off. Momma and Rufus spent the entire day together and finally around 4:30, Rufus let Momma know it was time. A different ER vet determined that Rufus was jaundiced and probably in liver failure. Momma kissed Rufus and told him how much she loved him. She told him about all of his angel friends who would be waiting for him at the Bridge. Then she held him to her heart as the ER vet helped him peacefully cross.
Momma's still trying to figure out how she got medicine in her face and hair while trying to give Briana the appetite stimulant. Briana must have a strong tongue or something.
Briana is still being finicky about her food and Momma doesn't like the way she's walking. She can't figure out exactly what it is, but Momma can hear a difference in her nails on the hardwood floor.
Yesterday, Briana was being mouthy and restless, so Momma came up with a great idea. She started streaming Videos for Cats on her tablet/laptop. They really enjoyed this one because you can actually see the birds approaching.
Briana stumbled twice tonight. The first time was on the bed, which happens from time to time since Momma has a Tempur-Pedic which is kind of squishy. The second time was when Momma was bringing Briana her food after giving her the appetite stimulant. Briana was waiting at the door all excited and the next thing Momma saw was Briana rolling backwards on her bottom. Momma thinks she tried to "prairie dog" but rolled instead.
Momma wants me to track Briana's health status in my diary because Briana can't be trusted to tell the truth in her own diary.
Bob and I are going to drop by for a quick visit and sprinkle Briana with some healing angel dust. Please keep her in your purrs.
Briana has been battling kidney disease, but now she has another problem. We're not entirely sure what's going on, but the neurologist suspects she has cancer or a lesion on her spine. The testing would be expensive and Momma wouldn't put her through chemotherapy or surgery anyway, so we're just trying to keep Briana comfortable for as long as possible.
The biggest problem lately is getting Briana to eat. The appetite stimulant makes her wonky and the past 2 days have been especially challenging. Purrs would be greatly appreciated.