Likes: Sleeping in on the weekends with me and chicken Temptations
Pet-Peeves: Getting chased by Luna!
Favorite Toy: Laser pointer, green mouse, Pawbreakers catnip ball
Favorite Nap Spot: Sunny Seat when it's warm out, heated window perch when it's cold out
Favorite Food: Fancy Feast Grilled flavours
Skills: Chloe is a ninja-kitty. Due to the secret code, we cannot discuss any special skills here.
Arrival Story: She was living at the auto salvage yard next door to where I work (the dump). The guy who owns the place heard that I feed and care for the ferals and strays at my work-help find homes for the tame ones and trap, neuter, return the true ferals. He contacted me and asked me if I could help her as she was quite tame. She had been there since she was just a tiny kitten. He would have taken her, but him and his wife already have their maximum of 3 cats.
So, of course I went there with a large carrier and some tuna, easily coaxed her in with the food, and took her home with me. I made an appointment with the vet the same day to get her bloodwork done, etc., as I did not want to expose my other inside cat, Luna, to anything she could catch. Chloe had runny eyes, nose, and was sneezing frequently when I first got her; however, after some medicine and some TLC, she was fine in 5 days.
Sadly, Chloe's bloodwork came back positive for FeLV. We are all hoping that she is one of the lucky cats that can successfully shed off the virus. Her white blood cell count was quite high-35-compared to the average of 16-24, so we hope that she can mount enough of an immune response and fight the virus off. She will have another FeLV test in two months to see if there is any change. She stays in her own room with her own food dish, water dish, and litter box, as I don't want to infect Luna. Luna is up to date with her FeLV vaccination, but sadly, it is not 100% effective. I don't know what I'm going to do if she maintains a positive reading for FeLV. I guess I'll have to keep seperate living spaces for each cat. I'm certainly not going to put her down when she is a happy, playful, loving kitty. Oh, Chloe, I hope your spunky personality means you can fight off this virus! I know you're tough!
Bio: Chloe has FeLV, but we decided we were going to give her the best chance we could and kept her as our own. It is not always easy as we have to be so careful with our other cat and any fosters..... They all have to stay apart. We never regret our decision for a moment, even if she doesn't live very long.
Chloe got a clean bill of health after being with us for 3 years..... well, minus still having FeLV. If her health stays this good, she just may live to see another 3 years or more.
Well, this entry is a long time coming. I've been putting off coming onto this site as I just couldn't bear to look at some of my beloved lost kitties. I know they cannot live forever, but each loss leaves such a void in my heart.
Chloe was a very special girl to me. She had a rough start and was further burdened by her positive Feline Leukemia status. Most of the time, these kitties don't live much more than about 3 years. My Chloe blessed me with 5 years. She was loved and well-cared for until the very end when the cancer took over her body so much she couldn't walk more than a couple of steps at a time. I kept her as comfortable as possible with various pain medications, but I could not cure her. :(
In August of 2012, we had a thunder and lightning storm, which is very unusual for where I live. That day, Chloe jumped out of her bed in the window after a loud thunder clap and hid. When she finally came out of hiding, I noticed her limping. I thought she must have injured herself and took her to work with me (I am a vet tech). We thought it was a sprain and I monitored her progress at home.
After a few weeks, things seemed to improve, and then Chloe slipped off the back of the couch and started limping even worse. Back to work for another exam which revealed nothing out of the ordinary except the same symptoms as before on the same front leg. After another couple of weeks, not only was she limping on her front leg, but her back legs were beginning to "sway and buckle" while moving and I was getting worried. Back to work with me she went and we took blood and x-rays. Bloodwork and x-rays revealed nothing unusual at all despite her obvious discomfort with certain limp manipulations on her exam. We started her on pain meds, which helped a lot, but she was limping worse everyday.
Back to work with me to do a joint tap to see if she this might be polyarthritis. Sent the fluid away to the histopathologist and hoped for an answer.... came back totally normal... and Chloe continued to worsen. Now, we are really suspicious this is neurological as she is also beginning to "twitch" quite a bit. So, the next step was to head to the veterinary neurological specialist and hope we could find some answers.
I packed up and headed over to the mainland to see the specialist. The whole way there all I could think was the inevitable was happening; Chloe is feline leukemia positive and cancer is finally rearing it's ugly head. She's lived over 2 years longer than the vast majority of cats with feline leukemia and this is it. I tried to stay positive as we headed in for our visit with the specialist, but as the exam progressed.... my positivity waned further. Her neurological responses and reflexes were slow or absent in certain areas which made him suspicious of a cancereous lesion in her t-l spine. Before diving in for an MRI, he suggested ruling out the other possibilities first.... and if those came back negative.... then we were left with no other diagnosis than cancer.
I tested her according to the specialists recommendations and hoped that something would come back positive and this wouldn't be the cancer that would take my Chloe away from me..... but the tests came back negative and I was faced with my worst fear for my sweet girl. By the beginning of December 2012, Chloe could no longer jump up on the bed with us. I kept her as comfortable as possible on a few different pain medications (which I kept having to slightly increase the dose on every few weeks) and she continued to eat and drink well until the very end. She even insisted on walking all the way down the hallway to her litter box even though I had placed a second one closer to her with lower sides so she could get in and out easier.
Christmas closed in and I wondered if she would see the new year. I woke up the morning of January 1st and Chloe had not eaten her food overnight. She always ate her food overnight. I looked down at her and called to her and she responded with a sad meow. I medicated her with the highest possible pain med dose that I safely could and she did get her appetite back a few hours later.... but I knew that this was almost it. She was crying out as she walked down the hall to her litter box and could not longer squat to pee anymore... she had to lay down and I had to help her clean up.
Chloe and I had a long chat together and we decided that the time had come for us to part ways. So, on the morning of January 3, 2013 I took my beautiful girl into the vet to help her pass over to the Rainbow Bridge. All was very calm and peaceful and she quickly slipped away from my arms. I will always feel sad that she didn't get a long and full life, but the odds were stacked against her being FeLV positive. No matter what, Chloe had a life full of love and happiness. She lacked for nothing and always had all the extra special care she needed.
Oh my girl, I miss your sweet face, but I know you are running free through the endless fields of catnip; chasing butterflies and flying like the angel you always were. May we meet again someday....
Never in my life have I been so scared as I was a few weeks ago when there was a storm outside. It was raining harder than I had ever seen it. I have a good view of the world sitting up in my special window seat - I think my human lady called it my Sunny Seat - and I was just watching it rain harder and harder when suddenly, boom, flash, boom, flash! The world, and my window, shook with the loud boom and moments later the sky lit up with streaks of fork-shaped light. I must say, I have never been so frightened in my whole life! I thought at first the world was ending and the sky was going to come crashing down and into my home. Thankfully, it didn't last too long and my meowmy was right there to let me know that everything is okay.
The only thing to worry about now is how long I'm going to be limping for. I must have hurt myself when I got scared during the storm. Well, my person will take care of me and do whatever is needed. We got a whole lot of love going on here!