TheLastOfMyKind
Member Since 2013
Yesterday my Shy was acting very strangely. He was peeing out this clear liquid that really had no odor. He was doing it on the bed, and couch. He has always been so good about going in his litter box that I knew something was wrong. I called the vet immediately, and described the behavior. They feared her could have a blockage or something, but suggested I bring him in right away. He was in his carrier, and on his way within a few minutes of hanging up. We arrived and they took him right away. The good news was he didn't have a blockage. The bad news was he has Diabetes. It was the last thing I expected to hear. Of course the first thought was how long has he been suffering? Why didn't I notice this sooner? His weight had dropped, and his appetite increased, but I didn't think too much of it. He seemed in good spirits, and was still my playful, loveable Shy. I was laid off recently, and of course money is tight so I didn't want to bring him to a vet if I wasn't sure he was sick. The whole thing with the discharging the clear liquid put me on high alert though. That's when money means nothing, and getting him treated is the only option. I have 2 cats Shy who is around 7, and Levi who is around 3. Shy is my boy though. He is my constant shadow when I am home. From the moment I get up in the morning he wants to be with me. Like a lot of animals Shy was abandoned as a kitten. His owner placed him in a closet, and moved out of the apartment leaving him locked inside. He cried for 3 - 4 days before a neighbor went to investigate. Needless to say he was in a bad way by that point. No food or water had been left for him in the closet. He was just left to die by starvation. All of the animals I have had over the years are rescues. Anyway the neighbor took Shy, but couldn't keep him. My wife was asked if she could help him, and of course she said yes. He and I formed a bond that is just amazing. He trusts me, and my wife with everything. He wants to be with me all the time, and I with him. My wife tells me he knows when I am coming home. Usually 10 minutes before I walk through the door he will go into the window, and wait for me. No matter what time of day it is he knows when I am coming. Yesterday I really felt as if I had let him down. I don't know how long he suffered with this, and the fact he had to get that bad causes me so much guilt. He was all so treated for a urinary infection, and seems to be doing well. We are going to try regulating his Diabetes with diet right now before going to insulin. Of course he will get the insulin if he needs it after his next checkup in a few days. I saw this forum while doing research on his condition, and the best treatments for him. I thought it would be a good place to find out information, and see how others are dealing with the same diagnosis. Thanks.