Carolynn FletcherGA & RobbieGA
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I adopted Rex only 4 years ago when my daughter's teacher said she couldn't keep him, and his crazy overbite and cute little face immediately sent him deep into my heart. He was always my little peacemaker... and was loved by all the other kitties... and he would, without fail, meet me at the door when I came home.
In September he was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism. We started him on Tapazole, but he soon had a toxic reaction to it and went into liver failure. My girls and I nursed him and loved him... and told him it was too soon for him to leave us for we'd only just lost Fletcher the month before... and Rex pulled through. He had to start taking Atenolol to slow his heart rate down-- it was so great when it finally came down under 200 bpm.
Rex returned to his normal cuddly, sweet, talkative self and we were so very happy to still have him.
Yesterday morning he was fine-- yelling at me to hurry up and give him and the rest of the kitties their breakfast. I went to work and came home at 5pm and Rex didn't greet me. I put out their dinner and noticed Rex was missing. He was curled up in a laundry basket in my closet. I figured maybe he was just feeling a bit off and wasn't hungry.
At 11 last night he was still in the basket. I was going to go to bed, so I picked him up and set him on the floor... he was unable to hold any weight on his rear legs. I immediately thought of a clot, but his paw pads on both rear feet were warm. After calling the ER to let them know we were coming, I bundled Rex up and headed out.
The xrays were clear, but the vet felt an enlarged organ-- Rex's liver. His heart rate was too fast to count and the labwork told the rest of the tale: Rex's liver was shutting down... and so were his kidneys. His T4 was off the charts.
I brought him home with me and held him all night. This morning my girls loved on him some more and told him goodbye...
Rex is my third kitty to leave me... in the last 5 months. My heart hurts...
In September he was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism. We started him on Tapazole, but he soon had a toxic reaction to it and went into liver failure. My girls and I nursed him and loved him... and told him it was too soon for him to leave us for we'd only just lost Fletcher the month before... and Rex pulled through. He had to start taking Atenolol to slow his heart rate down-- it was so great when it finally came down under 200 bpm.
Rex returned to his normal cuddly, sweet, talkative self and we were so very happy to still have him.
Yesterday morning he was fine-- yelling at me to hurry up and give him and the rest of the kitties their breakfast. I went to work and came home at 5pm and Rex didn't greet me. I put out their dinner and noticed Rex was missing. He was curled up in a laundry basket in my closet. I figured maybe he was just feeling a bit off and wasn't hungry.
At 11 last night he was still in the basket. I was going to go to bed, so I picked him up and set him on the floor... he was unable to hold any weight on his rear legs. I immediately thought of a clot, but his paw pads on both rear feet were warm. After calling the ER to let them know we were coming, I bundled Rex up and headed out.
The xrays were clear, but the vet felt an enlarged organ-- Rex's liver. His heart rate was too fast to count and the labwork told the rest of the tale: Rex's liver was shutting down... and so were his kidneys. His T4 was off the charts.
I brought him home with me and held him all night. This morning my girls loved on him some more and told him goodbye...
Rex is my third kitty to leave me... in the last 5 months. My heart hurts...
