FergieTCat
I am serious. And don't call me Shirley.
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I truly want to thank everyone who gave me encouragement this week. Sadly, though, Diana passed away this afternoon.
She came home from the vet yesterday with 3 medications and a subcutaneous fluid IV. We had a good evening, watched TV and she slept on my chest on the recliner this morning. I didn't think she was eating too well and I didn't think she was drinking, but the vet said she was ready to come home so that was good enough for me. I had a feeling she wouldn't last the week, but I hoped for the best.
This afternoon I gave her a subcutaneous fluid drip. I was holding her in my arms and she seemed to be doing OK, but all of the sudden she shuddered and fell limp. I managed to get to a vet about 20 minutes later but she was gone by the time we got there. I told him not to do CPR, to let her go in peace He assured me that the drip didn't have anything to do with her demise, but of course I don't believe him. (Do me a favor, if you happen to know for a fact if you screw up a fluid drip and it causes your cat to die instantly -- DO NOT TELL ME! I feel bad enough.)
Fergie saw the whole thing and is very quiet this evening. She usually harrasses me for treats and attention, but tonight she's sitting in the corner.
We had a good 14 year run together. I was her second home; my brother gave me his cats in 1996. She was never the brightest crayon in the box, but she was always a good girl. I'll miss her fuzzy goodness.
Looks like heaven was adopting kitties today.
She came home from the vet yesterday with 3 medications and a subcutaneous fluid IV. We had a good evening, watched TV and she slept on my chest on the recliner this morning. I didn't think she was eating too well and I didn't think she was drinking, but the vet said she was ready to come home so that was good enough for me. I had a feeling she wouldn't last the week, but I hoped for the best.
This afternoon I gave her a subcutaneous fluid drip. I was holding her in my arms and she seemed to be doing OK, but all of the sudden she shuddered and fell limp. I managed to get to a vet about 20 minutes later but she was gone by the time we got there. I told him not to do CPR, to let her go in peace He assured me that the drip didn't have anything to do with her demise, but of course I don't believe him. (Do me a favor, if you happen to know for a fact if you screw up a fluid drip and it causes your cat to die instantly -- DO NOT TELL ME! I feel bad enough.)
Fergie saw the whole thing and is very quiet this evening. She usually harrasses me for treats and attention, but tonight she's sitting in the corner.
We had a good 14 year run together. I was her second home; my brother gave me his cats in 1996. She was never the brightest crayon in the box, but she was always a good girl. I'll miss her fuzzy goodness.
Looks like heaven was adopting kitties today.
