Martica and Fred
Member Since 2010
Some of you may remember my Sebastian (was named Shane when dumped by heartless owners and labelled a 'stray') at the NYC kill shelter. He was in DKA when I saw his heartbreaking picture--6 pounds of bones. He went straight to the vet and managed to pull thru even though the vet didn't think he had a chance. I brought him home in late Dec 2011.
For the past 1 year and 9m he has been regulated on 0.5U of Lantus once a day. His PS numbers in the past week were getting better--I was getting very low 200s. I had reduced to a 0.5- dose this last week. His appetite was great. He has weighed 12 lbs since about 2m after he came home to me.
His only problem was his chronic diarrhea which I controlled by giving him 1/2 raw and 1/2 canned. About 3m ago it might have been becoming a little less effective and he also started pooping outside of the litter box for some reason. Someone here said that could be an indication of something was wrong.
I recently bought some Prozyme and he was on that for 2 weeks and it didn't seem to affect the diarrhea but I think it took away his dandruff. He seemed tender around the tummy, didn't like it pet or for a hand to go near it--would growl. But at vet visits they seemed to think there was nothing tender there. He had a dental in January and did great and had around 4 or so teeth removed.
He was doing great as far as I could tell, except for the diarrhea. I had joined the IBD yahoo group recently but had been to busy to do much. I was going to try the Prozyme before going and getting a bunch of tests. Apparently the IBD test is a surgical biopsy and I wanted to avoid that if possible.
But he had energy, was purring everyday, spent most of his tiime in the bathroom sink and insisted on water everytime I went in there. Slept with me, seemed happy. He has traditionally been a bit mean to my other 6 cats but that was improving even. He had started licking 2 of them and was only territorial a bit about food and the bed. (He was the last cat in and pretty much kicked them all off the momenthe arrived--but in the last year had become more lenient and almost all of the others he was OK if they were on the bed.)
Yesterday when I came home he and JJ, my mean cat, sniffed noses--and for the first time in 1y9m did not hiss at each other. He seemed ok. I went about my Sunday afternoon business on the computer etc.
Then at around 3:30pm I went into my bedroom and he was on the floor in a spot he sometimes lies. I thought he was sleeping. But he had died. I rushed over to the vet a few blocks away that closed at 4. IT was a new young vet there who didn't know much. My regular vet emailed today and is going to do a necropsy.
My poor little boy. I don't know what happened. Why did he die for no apparent reason? I'm 99.9% certain it was not diabetes related. He seemed to be doing great other than the diarrhea, which was mostly controlled. And it was only mushy on occasion. Can anyone think of what might have happened?
I don't know if he was in pain. It doesn't seem like he was. He did purr everyday and was always clamoring to be near me and for me to pet him incessantly. He was desperate for love. Some evil humans prior to hiim living with me had treated him like trash and he was afraid of people but htat was getting better. My poor little guy. I don't know what happened. I thought I had 10 years more time with him. I don't know how old he was, possibly between 7-10.
Martica
For the past 1 year and 9m he has been regulated on 0.5U of Lantus once a day. His PS numbers in the past week were getting better--I was getting very low 200s. I had reduced to a 0.5- dose this last week. His appetite was great. He has weighed 12 lbs since about 2m after he came home to me.
His only problem was his chronic diarrhea which I controlled by giving him 1/2 raw and 1/2 canned. About 3m ago it might have been becoming a little less effective and he also started pooping outside of the litter box for some reason. Someone here said that could be an indication of something was wrong.
I recently bought some Prozyme and he was on that for 2 weeks and it didn't seem to affect the diarrhea but I think it took away his dandruff. He seemed tender around the tummy, didn't like it pet or for a hand to go near it--would growl. But at vet visits they seemed to think there was nothing tender there. He had a dental in January and did great and had around 4 or so teeth removed.
He was doing great as far as I could tell, except for the diarrhea. I had joined the IBD yahoo group recently but had been to busy to do much. I was going to try the Prozyme before going and getting a bunch of tests. Apparently the IBD test is a surgical biopsy and I wanted to avoid that if possible.
But he had energy, was purring everyday, spent most of his tiime in the bathroom sink and insisted on water everytime I went in there. Slept with me, seemed happy. He has traditionally been a bit mean to my other 6 cats but that was improving even. He had started licking 2 of them and was only territorial a bit about food and the bed. (He was the last cat in and pretty much kicked them all off the momenthe arrived--but in the last year had become more lenient and almost all of the others he was OK if they were on the bed.)
Yesterday when I came home he and JJ, my mean cat, sniffed noses--and for the first time in 1y9m did not hiss at each other. He seemed ok. I went about my Sunday afternoon business on the computer etc.
Then at around 3:30pm I went into my bedroom and he was on the floor in a spot he sometimes lies. I thought he was sleeping. But he had died. I rushed over to the vet a few blocks away that closed at 4. IT was a new young vet there who didn't know much. My regular vet emailed today and is going to do a necropsy.
My poor little boy. I don't know what happened. Why did he die for no apparent reason? I'm 99.9% certain it was not diabetes related. He seemed to be doing great other than the diarrhea, which was mostly controlled. And it was only mushy on occasion. Can anyone think of what might have happened?
I don't know if he was in pain. It doesn't seem like he was. He did purr everyday and was always clamoring to be near me and for me to pet him incessantly. He was desperate for love. Some evil humans prior to hiim living with me had treated him like trash and he was afraid of people but htat was getting better. My poor little guy. I don't know what happened. I thought I had 10 years more time with him. I don't know how old he was, possibly between 7-10.
Martica
