Carolynn FletcherGA & RobbieGA
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This wasn't supposed to happen... but I have another angel today.
I took Greta and Robbie in for dentals... Robbie is getting his teeth cleaned and a CBC/chem, repeat fPLI and IGF-1 testing.
I knew Greta's mouth was bad... but she was supposed to have her teeth cleaned and some removed... she was supposed to come home.
There was a tumor the size of a grape under her tongue... at the base... no way to operate... no doubt as to what it was.
It was supposed to be her kidneys that took her... diabetes insipidus is even more rare than acromegaly... I thought it would be her kidneys... slowly taking her from me... not squamous cell carcinoma that came on so quickly... she was supposed to come home...
She was my diva... my girl... I was her person...
From the moment I met her in the shelter 4 years ago... she was so afraid to get too far from her water bowl... so I brushed her mats while she drank... then she climbed on my lap and gave me the most direct, "I love you" look... she was mine... and I was hers...
Jennifer (tuckersmom) and I talked... about what a beautiful girl she was... that she needed a beautiful name... so she was named Greta... after Greta Garbo.
Treating the DI was so easy... shots of desmopressin twice a day... the hardest thing was realizing she needed so much more than the few other DI kitties I knew of... 6u bid... but within a day of coming home she was so much better... she could leave the water bowl... she wasn't running for the litter box within minutes of drinking... she met Fletcher and became enamored... a few months later Rex came home... the trio was complete. As long as Greta had her boys, she didn't care about the other 5 cats.
Greta and Fletcher would curl up next to each other at night... so they could curl up next to me. When we lost Fletcher, Greta had Rex... they comforted each other.
Then, just 3 weeks ago, Rex was gone, too... and Greta was so sad... she cried... calling for him...
She is with her boys again...
I took Greta and Robbie in for dentals... Robbie is getting his teeth cleaned and a CBC/chem, repeat fPLI and IGF-1 testing.
I knew Greta's mouth was bad... but she was supposed to have her teeth cleaned and some removed... she was supposed to come home.
There was a tumor the size of a grape under her tongue... at the base... no way to operate... no doubt as to what it was.
It was supposed to be her kidneys that took her... diabetes insipidus is even more rare than acromegaly... I thought it would be her kidneys... slowly taking her from me... not squamous cell carcinoma that came on so quickly... she was supposed to come home...
She was my diva... my girl... I was her person...
From the moment I met her in the shelter 4 years ago... she was so afraid to get too far from her water bowl... so I brushed her mats while she drank... then she climbed on my lap and gave me the most direct, "I love you" look... she was mine... and I was hers...
Jennifer (tuckersmom) and I talked... about what a beautiful girl she was... that she needed a beautiful name... so she was named Greta... after Greta Garbo.
Treating the DI was so easy... shots of desmopressin twice a day... the hardest thing was realizing she needed so much more than the few other DI kitties I knew of... 6u bid... but within a day of coming home she was so much better... she could leave the water bowl... she wasn't running for the litter box within minutes of drinking... she met Fletcher and became enamored... a few months later Rex came home... the trio was complete. As long as Greta had her boys, she didn't care about the other 5 cats.
Greta and Fletcher would curl up next to each other at night... so they could curl up next to me. When we lost Fletcher, Greta had Rex... they comforted each other.
Then, just 3 weeks ago, Rex was gone, too... and Greta was so sad... she cried... calling for him...
She is with her boys again...
