Carolynn FletcherGA & RobbieGA
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I first met Fletcher in May of 2002...
I had gone to the shelter to find a kitty for my oldest daughter, Megan's, 6th birthday. I crouched down on the floor, and an orinch kitty with amazing green eyes came over, jumped on my lap, started to purr and licked my nose. Right then and there I knew he belonged with my family, but little did I know the road he and I would travel together.
We got the diabetes diagnosis May 20, 2006 and Fletcher went off insulin a month later. Three months after that, his blood sugar was high again so we started him on insulin. After a couple months, it was becoming apparent that something was drastically different with my boy... his insulin needs kept going up along with his weight. On January 27, 2007 Fletcher became a confirmed acrocat. Little was known at that time about this disease... the lifespan and prognosis were poor. I tried to prepare myself for it, but that really isn't possible. If it weren't for the support of those who came before... Snuggles, Orion and Olivia... and those who were part of the "Original 5"... Beth & Pickles, Steph & Phoebe, Lara & Paddy, and of course Patti and our Merlin... the road would've been even harder.
Then Fletcher decided to show that he was a very unique acrocat-- he went off insulin again. This happened several times over the past three and a half years... despite being on increasing doses of Prednisone to combat the soft tissue growth that was impeding the airway in his throat. Fletch had headaches, arthritis in his spine and paws, CRF, and an enlarged heart. But through it all, his beautiful soul shone through... there were many times I thought I would lose him, but he fought back... for me... for my daughters... because he loved us so much.
Today, Fletcher lost his fight. I couldn't put him through anything more. By the time we got to the ER he was already leaving... his organs and system were shutting down... his temp was only 91 degrees... his heart was struggling and he was having a hard time breathing. I held him one last time and he knew I was there... he gave me a quiet purr... and left me.
Fletcher is my one in a million... the kitty who taught me more than I could have ever thought possible... the kitty who brought me some of the dearest friends I've ever had... There will never be another like him... there couldn't be.
Until I see again, my Bubby... take my love with you...
I had gone to the shelter to find a kitty for my oldest daughter, Megan's, 6th birthday. I crouched down on the floor, and an orinch kitty with amazing green eyes came over, jumped on my lap, started to purr and licked my nose. Right then and there I knew he belonged with my family, but little did I know the road he and I would travel together.
We got the diabetes diagnosis May 20, 2006 and Fletcher went off insulin a month later. Three months after that, his blood sugar was high again so we started him on insulin. After a couple months, it was becoming apparent that something was drastically different with my boy... his insulin needs kept going up along with his weight. On January 27, 2007 Fletcher became a confirmed acrocat. Little was known at that time about this disease... the lifespan and prognosis were poor. I tried to prepare myself for it, but that really isn't possible. If it weren't for the support of those who came before... Snuggles, Orion and Olivia... and those who were part of the "Original 5"... Beth & Pickles, Steph & Phoebe, Lara & Paddy, and of course Patti and our Merlin... the road would've been even harder.
Then Fletcher decided to show that he was a very unique acrocat-- he went off insulin again. This happened several times over the past three and a half years... despite being on increasing doses of Prednisone to combat the soft tissue growth that was impeding the airway in his throat. Fletch had headaches, arthritis in his spine and paws, CRF, and an enlarged heart. But through it all, his beautiful soul shone through... there were many times I thought I would lose him, but he fought back... for me... for my daughters... because he loved us so much.
Today, Fletcher lost his fight. I couldn't put him through anything more. By the time we got to the ER he was already leaving... his organs and system were shutting down... his temp was only 91 degrees... his heart was struggling and he was having a hard time breathing. I held him one last time and he knew I was there... he gave me a quiet purr... and left me.
Fletcher is my one in a million... the kitty who taught me more than I could have ever thought possible... the kitty who brought me some of the dearest friends I've ever had... There will never be another like him... there couldn't be.
Until I see again, my Bubby... take my love with you...
