Goody
Member Since 2015
Hello everyone,
I have two kitties about roughly 10 years old and they've been with me for a year and some change. I rescued them locally at the same time; while their previous owners has similar stories, they came from seperate homes. One had their owner pass away, and the other's had to go into a home; both elderly. They were both pretty big cats when I got them, and both lap kitties.. I almost don't have enough lap to go around!
The first couple months I had them, my male cat, Georgie, was fine. They were both playful and everything seemed good. Around December, I went home to visit family and left them both in the care of my roommate. When I came home and saw Georgie, I think I about fainted. He had to have been half the weight he was when I left. I took him to a vet soon after, who thought it might be the condition of his teeth--they're not great, but I've never seen him struggle with his food, though he does dribble a little bit when he drinks water.
As he got thinner and thinner, I worried more. I tried whatever I could think of; different food, different feeding times, treats for snacks (looking back, that may have made it worse; I'm not sure, but you know what they say about hindsight). Finally, it got to the point where he would do little but eat, do his business (on my floor), and sleep. When he did crawl into my lap, it would just be to curl up on me and sleep. He didn't want to play with my other cat, Angel, anymore and would never try and groom himself (though he would let Angel groom him).
My parents have a diabetic cat back home, so I had my suspicions, especially after I talked to them about everything that was going on. I don't have a lot of wiggle room in my budget, but I saved up and took him to a new vet to talk about what was going on and get a blood test. The vet told me that a lot of his thinness was due to the fact that most of his muscles had deteriorated, and gave me a list of possible conditions. The next day, he called and gave me the verdict: diabetes, and his level was about 475. Insulin and needles in hand, I went home and got my first lesson in just how wiggly my little guy could be.
We started at 2 units twice a day, and the next week the vet upped it to 4 units twice a day, as after the first week his levels hadn't budged. I haven't noticed any change in the week or two since, though I'm about to go in again. My parents linked me here, so I'm about to gorge myself on some KNOWLEDGE so I can take better care of my little fella.
I apologize for the essay! I got a bit carried away, and this has all been so stressful that it was nice to just get it out! I'm about to do a whole lot of reading on the forum and website, and hope I can get my kitty back to his happy, healthy self.
I have two kitties about roughly 10 years old and they've been with me for a year and some change. I rescued them locally at the same time; while their previous owners has similar stories, they came from seperate homes. One had their owner pass away, and the other's had to go into a home; both elderly. They were both pretty big cats when I got them, and both lap kitties.. I almost don't have enough lap to go around!
The first couple months I had them, my male cat, Georgie, was fine. They were both playful and everything seemed good. Around December, I went home to visit family and left them both in the care of my roommate. When I came home and saw Georgie, I think I about fainted. He had to have been half the weight he was when I left. I took him to a vet soon after, who thought it might be the condition of his teeth--they're not great, but I've never seen him struggle with his food, though he does dribble a little bit when he drinks water.
As he got thinner and thinner, I worried more. I tried whatever I could think of; different food, different feeding times, treats for snacks (looking back, that may have made it worse; I'm not sure, but you know what they say about hindsight). Finally, it got to the point where he would do little but eat, do his business (on my floor), and sleep. When he did crawl into my lap, it would just be to curl up on me and sleep. He didn't want to play with my other cat, Angel, anymore and would never try and groom himself (though he would let Angel groom him).
My parents have a diabetic cat back home, so I had my suspicions, especially after I talked to them about everything that was going on. I don't have a lot of wiggle room in my budget, but I saved up and took him to a new vet to talk about what was going on and get a blood test. The vet told me that a lot of his thinness was due to the fact that most of his muscles had deteriorated, and gave me a list of possible conditions. The next day, he called and gave me the verdict: diabetes, and his level was about 475. Insulin and needles in hand, I went home and got my first lesson in just how wiggly my little guy could be.
We started at 2 units twice a day, and the next week the vet upped it to 4 units twice a day, as after the first week his levels hadn't budged. I haven't noticed any change in the week or two since, though I'm about to go in again. My parents linked me here, so I'm about to gorge myself on some KNOWLEDGE so I can take better care of my little fella.
I apologize for the essay! I got a bit carried away, and this has all been so stressful that it was nice to just get it out! I'm about to do a whole lot of reading on the forum and website, and hope I can get my kitty back to his happy, healthy self.