1/2/11

Still Here - part three

Next I brought home three feral kittens from various places. Two are still with me. One is now at the rainbow bridge.

Charlie
He is a sweet black and white boy who got very sick with an upper respiratory infection right after he came to us. I moved him into my room to better monitor him. He struggled with his URI, but very quickly became a very sweet and social boy. He was just about over his URI and living loose in my house with my two cats and we were all getting very attached to him. Then late one night he just stopped moving. I rushed him to the shelter the next day and he had a temp of 104 (very high) and still would not move. The vets were very concerned about his survival. They sent out blood work and his levels raised concern about a condition known as FIP. There is no known cause of FIP, other than that is it a mutation of a common cat virus, there is no real way to test to be sure if a cat has it and it is always fatal.

We decided to go ahead and try and injectible antibotic for a week and see it helped. He had no improvement for almost a week and I was preparing myself for the vets to recommended euthanasia when I brought him in for his vet check at the end of the week when he suddenly was fine. All his symptoms were just gone one afternoon. Everyone is baffled, but very pleased. He is now perfectly fine. In fact, he is sitting on me right now making typing this difficult because he chases the cursor. The vets have cleared him to go up for adoption, but we have no plans to bring him into the shelter to go on the adoption floor. He is not going anywhere. We were so devastated when we thought we would lose him, we realized that he had become a member of our family and decided that he needs to stay with us forever. So on Christmas morning we gave Paige a tag with his name and our phone number on it. That was one happy 5 year old. :o)




Glory
Glory was another feral girl I brought home at the same time as Charlie. She was a little tortie girl whose brother was hit by a car in front of her. One of our foster families saw this happen and scooped her up to bring her to the shelter. I am sad to say that I was not able to socialize her. After over three weeks in my home, I was still in danger on being bitten every day when I cleaned her cage and changed her food and litter. She became more dangerous the bigger she got and it was breaking my heart to watch her live in such terror. I brought her to the shelter to have the staff evaluate her to see if moving to another foster home might help her, but she was just as aggressive with them. It was really not safe for her to be in a foster home anymore and she was not likely to ever be an animal we could place in a home no matter how long we worked with her. We tried to find a feral rescue who could take her and let her live out her life in a feral cat colony, but given the time of year, there was no room. It was a horrible decision to make, and I felt like I had failed her, but she was so unhappy and flat out terrified, euthanasia was really our kindest option for her.

Jude
She is a feral that was actually in the same cage as Glory and came to me at the same time as Glory and Charlie. Jude was also acting aggressively and I brought her in to the shelter for evaluation at the same time as Glory. We almost decided to euthanize her too. But while I was heartbroken about Glory, I knew it was the right thing for her. I was not entirely sure about Jude, so I asked the staff to give me a few more days with her to see if she would be as aggressive once she was no longer with Glory. I was please to be able to report that after just two days alone, I was able to pick her up and she purred very quietly at me. Then the medical issues started. First she had a large mound a poop caked on her butt to the point that she could not go the bathroom. I had to soak her in the sink to clean her up which was not easy given how feral she was. The next morning I could tell that she had signs of infection coming from her genital area which is probably what caused the problem in the first place.

I rushed her to the shelter and the vet looked at her and told me "she" had an infection in her penis and might not be peeing at all. So it appeared that Jude was a boy. We started treatment for the infection, but "he" went downhill quick and a brought him back to the vet a few days later. The vet said that she felt he needed a catheter put in in order to survive, but was so small that might not be possible. We almost had to euthanize Jude that night, but it turned out that we had an emergency vet coming in to volunteer the next day so we decided to wait and see if that vet had any options for treatment that we did not have. The emergency vet said that Jude had to be leaking urine or he would already be dead and gave me strong pain meds and a different treatment plan and said to recheck in a week.

Jude was doing somewhat better at the recheck in a week and I was able to stop the pain meds, but the vet who did the recheck was confused because according to her Jude was a girl, not a boy. We were all confused. Well, it turns out that Jude visually appears to be a girl, but when the vets palpate her abdomen, they can feel undescended testicles. Yup - Jude might be a hermaphrodite. They told me to bring her back when she was two pounds and they would spay her and see what they found.

Unfortunately, she just did not grow normally and over a month passed with her still not being over two pounds. Then one morning two and a half weeks ago she felt heavier so I weighed her. She had gained 7 ounces in 3 days. That was way to much in such a short time and it was all in her belly. This is another sign of FIP. After another rushed trip to the shelter vets, it turned out that she had a temp of 103. And despite multiple different antibotics and treatments, she still has a temp two and a half weeks later and we do not know why. Her temp right now is 102.6 which is high normal and otherwise she appears fine. She is the sweetest little girl who has helped me socialize many other feral kittens and many people at the shelter have fallen in love with her, but her long term survival is not looking great right now. If her temp comes down anytime soon, we will attempt a spay surgery and see if we can figure out what is going on with her. Here is my baby Jude with the sweet soul.



I have had more fosters and lost another little baby, but I will post more on that later. I these three post are more than enough for now.

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