Barb and Tori
Member Since 2009
Hi guys: Most of you have never heard of me but the old timers will remember me I'm sure. I haven't been around much for the last couple of years since Tori went to the Bridge so I hope you don't mind if I turn to some old friends and ask for some prayers or my baby Rocky. I still very much believe that the prayers of the Lantus Landers can result in miracles.
So here's the deal. My 17 year old Kitty Rocky is in hospital right now fighting for his life. We first learned about 6 years ago that he had chronic kidney disease and he has been doing very well until just a few days ago. He didn't even require sub cue fluids. 4 days ago Rocky got out some how and was gone for the entire day. When he finally showed up he was very tired and basically slept for the rest of the day. The next morning I noticed a slight limp that came and went but nothing else. By Monday he was starting to act a bit strange. He started to totally reject his raw food but would eat Fancy Feast just fine. He spent his entire time between meals sleeping on my bed. He looked so comfy and would cuddle with me as always when I laid down with him. I just had a bad feeling so I made an appointment with Dr Doug for yesterday afternoon. By that time he was more lethargic and limping badly. When awake he would just sort of stare out into space. Doug took a look at him and found him to be a bit dehydrated but now bad enough to need an IV just by examining him. He drew blood and the results were off the charts. He was a bit shocked I think because he doesn't look that sick. Anyway he's at the clinic on a drip and we're going to see what the next 48 hours bring. He'll be repeating the labs this morning and then will give me a call. I'm so scared I'm going to loose him.
Rocky has always been my soul kitty. He's always been a one person cat and luckily that's been me. My son calls him my Familiar. He's a gentle soul who has been rail all his life with IBD. He was the one who always welcomed strays into our home- feline , canine and human. He was the one who comforted Tori the night before she died cuddling with her in the kitty carrier when she tried to hide. He kept her warm and let her know how much he loved her. He's the one who has slept with me everyday and gave me back massages and slept with his head on my pillow and his little paw on my shoulder. I he goes I don't know what I'll do. I'm not ready to say goodbye.
After we let the clinic yesterday I went to see my brand new grandchildren who were born on Monday. A boy and a girl. Talk about mixed emotions. There I was cuddling with my grandson and trying not to think about Rocky. The Circle of Life I guess.
Anyway please pray for my little old man. We need your prayers and maybe the kitties could go visit him and bring him some chicken soup. Funny yesterday when they put some food in his kennel he woofed it right down. I'll keep you posted.
Barb and Rocky
So here's the deal. My 17 year old Kitty Rocky is in hospital right now fighting for his life. We first learned about 6 years ago that he had chronic kidney disease and he has been doing very well until just a few days ago. He didn't even require sub cue fluids. 4 days ago Rocky got out some how and was gone for the entire day. When he finally showed up he was very tired and basically slept for the rest of the day. The next morning I noticed a slight limp that came and went but nothing else. By Monday he was starting to act a bit strange. He started to totally reject his raw food but would eat Fancy Feast just fine. He spent his entire time between meals sleeping on my bed. He looked so comfy and would cuddle with me as always when I laid down with him. I just had a bad feeling so I made an appointment with Dr Doug for yesterday afternoon. By that time he was more lethargic and limping badly. When awake he would just sort of stare out into space. Doug took a look at him and found him to be a bit dehydrated but now bad enough to need an IV just by examining him. He drew blood and the results were off the charts. He was a bit shocked I think because he doesn't look that sick. Anyway he's at the clinic on a drip and we're going to see what the next 48 hours bring. He'll be repeating the labs this morning and then will give me a call. I'm so scared I'm going to loose him.
Rocky has always been my soul kitty. He's always been a one person cat and luckily that's been me. My son calls him my Familiar. He's a gentle soul who has been rail all his life with IBD. He was the one who always welcomed strays into our home- feline , canine and human. He was the one who comforted Tori the night before she died cuddling with her in the kitty carrier when she tried to hide. He kept her warm and let her know how much he loved her. He's the one who has slept with me everyday and gave me back massages and slept with his head on my pillow and his little paw on my shoulder. I he goes I don't know what I'll do. I'm not ready to say goodbye.
After we let the clinic yesterday I went to see my brand new grandchildren who were born on Monday. A boy and a girl. Talk about mixed emotions. There I was cuddling with my grandson and trying not to think about Rocky. The Circle of Life I guess.
Anyway please pray for my little old man. We need your prayers and maybe the kitties could go visit him and bring him some chicken soup. Funny yesterday when they put some food in his kennel he woofed it right down. I'll keep you posted.
Barb and Rocky
