When I adopted Autumn she was a mess. Blood sugar in the 500s, moderate ketones, uti, so dehydrated her little ears felt like shoe leather and so matted I couldn't even get to her skin to shoot her. She was a walking breathing skeleton. Over time she healed from everything I first saw on her. She looked great, gaining weight, starting to purr when petted,the gulping down of food as fast as I could shovel at her slowed to near normal. Then about 9 months later the first bump on her chin appeared it looked like a pimple. When I went to touch it, it oozed pus, I pressed on the sides and a hard round silver ball came out. It was a bb, every few days there was another one, each time the same a small bb. Now I knew she hadn't gotten them here so I was perplexed on where they were coming from. While she was in for predental blood work I mentioned them to my vet. The explanation she gave me made sense. Sometime before comimg to live with us Autumn was shot in the face and shoulder but she was probably a diabetic already and her body had greater concerns like keeping her heart beating so it just ignored the bbs, now that her body wasn't working so hard just to keep her alive it could finally worry about those foreign objects and had the strength to rid her off them.
In March Autumn has been with me 3 yrs. For the most part well regulated but she is still healing from the inside out. I see little changes in her daily. Her coat every year changes a little bit the colors deepen, it gets softer and thicker, her eyes have changed color as the fog lifted and her personality has changed too. The standoffish surly cat was replaced by a snuggle bug. It took her a year to be able to jump on the bed, another 6 months to sleep with us. Now she tells us when its bedtime, scolds us if we're out late etc. But its taken years to get her there. Of course she was an extreme case but we celebrate every small step forward.
Mel and The Fur Gang