Linda and Bear Man
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Last weekend: viewtopic.php?f=9&t=13424&p=134428#p134428
We are still here. No news is good news, I guess. The less said about his BG numbers, the better.
I have been enjoying reading some Old Timers condos with stories about the kitties, so I am sharing Bear's story. I was a volunteer at the Humane Society in 1998 when the Animal Health Technician pointed out the new long haired tabby who had come in. He had been abandoned in an apartment by some people who moved out and left him behind. She suspected he was blind. An eye specialist later confirmed this, saying that he had likely been exposed to Panleukopenia in utero, leaving him with abnormal retinas. I spent my days holding and cuddling him in a chair in the cat room, until I decided I needed to bring him home to join Miss Emily and Grace (GA). Just after I adopted him, the shelter had a big run of positive FIP/FECV tests, and euthanized a large number of their cats. Bear would have been included. I was torn between keeping him and endangering my two females, or returning him to certain death. I did a lot of testing on my kitties, studying about corona viruses, and, long story short, kept Bear, then estimated to be one to two years old. A couple of years later, he was first diagnosed with IBD, and began his long journey with that frustrating disease. He has been a happy and loving companion to me and to his beloved little brother, Teddy.
Here is a picture of Bear Man as a young cub:
My thoughts and prayers are going out to Carolyn and Latte today.
We are still here. No news is good news, I guess. The less said about his BG numbers, the better.
I have been enjoying reading some Old Timers condos with stories about the kitties, so I am sharing Bear's story. I was a volunteer at the Humane Society in 1998 when the Animal Health Technician pointed out the new long haired tabby who had come in. He had been abandoned in an apartment by some people who moved out and left him behind. She suspected he was blind. An eye specialist later confirmed this, saying that he had likely been exposed to Panleukopenia in utero, leaving him with abnormal retinas. I spent my days holding and cuddling him in a chair in the cat room, until I decided I needed to bring him home to join Miss Emily and Grace (GA). Just after I adopted him, the shelter had a big run of positive FIP/FECV tests, and euthanized a large number of their cats. Bear would have been included. I was torn between keeping him and endangering my two females, or returning him to certain death. I did a lot of testing on my kitties, studying about corona viruses, and, long story short, kept Bear, then estimated to be one to two years old. A couple of years later, he was first diagnosed with IBD, and began his long journey with that frustrating disease. He has been a happy and loving companion to me and to his beloved little brother, Teddy.
Here is a picture of Bear Man as a young cub:
My thoughts and prayers are going out to Carolyn and Latte today.
