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6 Aug 2012
I love him so much. I adopted him from the Humane Society when I was 22 and he was 3. I'll be turning 40 this year.

Murfy is now 20 years old and we have been together most of my adult life. He was one of three in our household, but he was MY cat. As I was his chosen "person" to be with always. Pook, my brother's cat, passed away in March at age 19. My Mom's cat "Sassy" is 14 and still going strong.

As of late, Murfy's been spending all of his time curled up on my chair at the kitchen table. Over the past year, he's been slightly wobbily at balancing at high places. The only thing unusual about his personality, was that he had stopped jumping up on my chest in the evening to curl up and sleep or be petted while I sat back to watch TV and play on my iPad. He not being a creature of habit over extended periods of time, I really didn't think much of it, as it had only been for a couple of weeks. He still begged for food and treats, especially roasted chicken, during this much of this time.

Murfy has dropped some weight in the past 2-3 years, as is relatively normal for a senior cat. His coat is still magnificent and shiny as ever. But on Friday evening, July 27th, he just stopped eating or drinking voluntarily at all. His eyes looked a dull-gray instead of their usual bright, blue-green.

The next morning, Saturday, July 28th, I brought him in to see the vet. He did an exam, senior blood screen, and x-rays. The following day, I brought in a sample and they also did a urine test. (He had no urine in his bladder for them to extract.) During the exam, he was dehydrated, so they gave him an IV. That seemed to perk him up a bit. The Dr. felt what he thought was stool in his intestines. He then gave us a feeding syringe to hand-feed Murfy soft foods. The vet had told me he really couldn't tell anything from the x-rays. Murfy's heart and lungs appeared normal. Next, was to wait a day for the results of the screening tests.

The following afternoon, Sunday, July 29th, we brought in Murfy's urine sample and received the information about the blood test results. Remarkably, all of Murfy's screenings were in the normal range, except for his Pancreas. (I can't recall what the numbers were exactly.) The vet said nearly all of his numbers are great considering his age. He suggested giving him Sub-Q fluids and continue feeding him through a syringe and watching for any changes. Then on Monday, July 28th, we received a call that Murfy's urinalysis showed he had an infection and they placed him on an anti-biotic (Clavamox 62.5 mg per mil) for 7 days. He received his first dose on Monday eve, July 30th.

I did some Internet research on "Pancreatitis" and was hopeful for a full recovery. The symptoms seemed to match and and we were doing all the right things. However, by the middle of the week, the only noticeable change was that Murfy stopped sleeping on the chair and moved down to the hardwood floors underneath the table. (Despite our having pet steps placed nearby that he could walk up.) So I placed a thermal cat mat down there to keep him comfortable and warm. The weather's been in the upper 80's or 90's the past week, and we don't have air-conditioning. Therefore, I think he changed places in order to stay clearer of my small dog and because it was easier to get to without climbing.

This past Friday, August 3rd, we ran out of Sub-Q fluids and brought Murfy back in for a re-check. He's still not wanting to eat or drink anything on his own and mainly just rests or sleeps. He continues holding his head up at things of interests and likes being petted and brought outside into the sunlight. He doesn't do much while he's out there, just likes to soak up the sun. He still manages, however, to bring himself over to the potty box when needed and fortunately has not had diarrhea or vomited anything up at all.

Nevertheless, the vet was now less optimistic about Murfy's recovery, given his advanced age and lack of significant improvement. He was still dehydrated when the Dr. did the skin test and his stomach felt full of water. He had gained over half a pound in less than a week. The Dr. said he feels a "mass" of what could be "fecal matter" or it could be a "tumor" in his intestines. There is no way to know for certain. Even with a $400 ultra-sound, he would still need to perform a biopsy to be sure. Though, he advised strongly against it, for to operate on a 20-year old cat, it would be nearly impossible for him to survive the invasive-type surgery. We are just going to have to wait and see.

Yesterday, Sunday, August 5th, I called the vets office to question whether I should continue giving him Sub-Q fluids if he's already retaining so much water. Also, Murfy has not defecated for the past 2 days. The receptionist said she'd ask the doctor, and when she called back, asked me to bring him back in first for a recheck, which are only $10.

I brought him back in and the Dr. said he no longer felt dehydrated and that he didn't feel any fecal matter in his rectum. He instructed us to give Murfy the entire can of Science Diet A&D that we had already been feeding him via syringe. He also said to watch for vomiting, as it could mean that it was a tumor blocking the passage of nutrients through Murfy's intestines.

Before we left I also asked about giving him another urinalysis, since his anti-biotic treatment was about to run out. This time, the Dr. said he didn't want to stress the cat by forcefully extracting the urine, and for me to bring in another sample from home.

Since yesterday, have had a difficult time getting an entire can down him. Maybe about 3/4 of a can is all. He did urinate this morning quite a large amount, that was brought in for testing, but still no stools. I just called and they told me there was no longer any infection in Murfy's urine. I have about 2-3 days left of Sub-Q fluids before bringing him back in again.

I'm still holding out hope that this will pass, but the reality is beginning to set in, which brings me here. Any words of advice or support will be much appreciated. Thank you,

-L

(Photo: Murfy (left) and Pook (right))
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6 Aug 2012
I love him so much. I adopted him from the Humane Society when I was 22 and he was 3. I'll be turning 40 this year.

Murfy is now 20 years old and we have been together most of my adult life. He was one of three in our household, but he was MY cat. As I was his chosen "person" to be with always. Pook, my brother's cat, passed away in March at age 19. My Mom's cat "Sassy" is 14 and still going strong.

As of late, Murfy's been spending all of his time curled up on my chair at the kitchen table. Over the past year, he's been slightly wobbily at balancing at high places. The only thing unusual about his personality, was that he had stopped jumping up on my chest in the evening to curl up and sleep or be petted while I sat back to watch TV and play on my iPad. He not being a creature of habit over extended periods of time, I really didn't think much of it, as it had only been for a couple of weeks. He still begged for food and treats, especially roasted chicken, during this much of this time.

Murfy has dropped some weight in the past 2-3 years, as is relatively normal for a senior cat. His coat is still magnificent and shiny as ever. But on Friday evening, July 27th, he just stopped eating or drinking voluntarily at all. His eyes looked a dull-gray instead of their usual bright, blue-green.

The next morning, Saturday, July 28th, I brought him in to see the vet. He did an exam, senior blood screen, and x-rays. The following day, I brought in a sample and they also did a urine test. (He had no urine in his bladder for them to extract.) During the exam, he was dehydrated, so they gave him an IV. That seemed to perk him up a bit. The Dr. felt what he thought was stool in his intestines. He then gave us a feeding syringe to hand-feed Murfy soft foods. The vet had told me he really couldn't tell anything from the x-rays. Murfy's heart and lungs appeared normal. Next, was to wait a day for the results of the screening tests.

The following afternoon, Sunday, July 29th, we brought in Murfy's urine sample and received the information about the blood test results. Remarkably, all of Murfy's screenings were in the normal range, except for his Pancreas. (I can't recall what the numbers were exactly.) The vet said nearly all of his numbers are great considering his age. He suggested giving him Sub-Q fluids and continue feeding him through a syringe and watching for any changes. Then on Monday, July 28th, we received a call that Murfy's urinalysis showed he had an infection and they placed him on an anti-biotic (Clavamox 62.5 mg per mil) for 7 days. He received his first dose on Monday eve, July 30th.

I did some Internet research on "Pancreatitis" and was hopeful for a full recovery. The symptoms seemed to match and and we were doing all the right things. However, by the middle of the week, the only noticeable change was that Murfy stopped sleeping on the chair and moved down to the hardwood floors underneath the table. (Despite our having pet steps placed nearby that he could walk up.) So I placed a thermal cat mat down there to keep him comfortable and warm. The weather's been in the upper 80's or 90's the past week, and we don't have air-conditioning. Therefore, I think he changed places in order to stay clearer of my small dog and because it was easier to get to without climbing.

This past Friday, August 3rd, we ran out of Sub-Q fluids and brought Murfy back in for a re-check. He's still not wanting to eat or drink anything on his own and mainly just rests or sleeps. He continues holding his head up at things of interests and likes being petted and brought outside into the sunlight. He doesn't do much while he's out there, just likes to soak up the sun. He still manages, however, to bring himself over to the potty box when needed and fortunately has not had diarrhea or vomited anything up at all.

Nevertheless, the vet was now less optimistic about Murfy's recovery, given his advanced age and lack of significant improvement. He was still dehydrated when the Dr. did the skin test and his stomach felt full of water. He had gained over half a pound in less than a week. The Dr. said he feels a "mass" of what could be "fecal matter" or it could be a "tumor" in his intestines. There is no way to know for certain. Even with a $400 ultra-sound, he would still need to perform a biopsy to be sure. Though, he advised strongly against it, for to operate on a 20-year old cat, it would be nearly impossible for him to survive the invasive-type surgery. We are just going to have to wait and see.

Yesterday, Sunday, August 5th, I called the vets office to question whether I should continue giving him Sub-Q fluids if he's already retaining so much water. Also, Murfy has not defecated for the past 2 days. The receptionist said she'd ask the doctor, and when she called back, asked me to bring him back in first for a recheck, which are only $10.

I brought him back in and the Dr. said he no longer felt dehydrated and that he didn't feel any fecal matter in his rectum. He instructed us to give Murfy the entire can of Science Diet A&D that we had already been feeding him via syringe. He also said to watch for vomiting, as it could mean that it was a tumor blocking the passage of nutrients through Murfy's intestines.

Before we left I also asked about giving him another urinalysis, since his anti-biotic treatment was about to run out. This time, the Dr. said he didn't want to stress the cat by forcefully extracting the urine, and for me to bring in another sample from home.

Since yesterday, have had a difficult time getting an entire can down him. Maybe about 3/4 of a can is all. He did urinate this morning quite a large amount, that was brought in for testing, but still no stools. I just called and they told me there was no longer any infection in Murfy's urine. I have about 2-3 days left of Sub-Q fluids before bringing him back in again.

I'm still holding out hope that this will pass, but the reality is beginning to set in, which brings me here. Any words of advice or support will be much appreciated. Thank you,

-L

(Here is Murfy on the left and Pook is to the right.)
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4 Sep 2006
Last night, one of our cats was attacked and killed by a roaming dog in the neighborhood right in the front of our house. About 9:30PM two kids came ringing our doorbell about a cat they found injured in the road. They said they saw a "big vicious dog" running from the scene. It was dark, but we could tell it was our "Freida" by the small glints of orange that spread throughout her gray coat.
She had a habit of sleeping in the driveway out front near our parked cars. We surmise it was because the pavement was warm, and she liked to sleep on it when it got colder at night.

Last night she was barely breathing when my Mom found her, and by the time I got out there, she was gone. I picked her up and brought her under the motion lights, and could see her neck was wet and bleeding. I then thanked the boys for letting us know, and they went on their way. My Mom drove around the neighborhood trying to no avail trying to find the dog. We called the police, and they too drove through the neighborhood trying to find the roaming dog.

Freida had been a feral cat, she roamed into our backyard, and was so skinny and mangy, that my Mom put out a dish of food for her. That was over six years ago, and she never left our yard since. She tamed down alot over the years, but would never be able to be kept completely indoors, especially with our older, very territorial indoor cats. She'd become a fixture in our yard, always find unusual spots to lay and roll around, basking in the sun (whenver it shone, we live in Oregon), and would promptly bang with her paws on the our back screen door if we were late with dinner. I will miss her very much.

Of course, this happens just before the 1-year anniversary of the untimely death of my Himi "Hannibal", of heart disease last September 15. I hate the universe sometimes.


ETA: This morning my Mom drove around again and found a sign posted "DOG FOUND" and a phone number. She called the number and a man answered stating he had found a Pit Bull roaming alone in a nearby park, wearing a collar. He tried to contact the owner, but the number was disconnected, and the address was a vacant lot. The man said he's bringing the dog to the Humane Society tomorrow, since they're closed for the holiday. The park was less than a block from where I live. I'm not positive this is the dog...but I informed the man of the possibility. My Mom buried Freida in the flower garden in one of her favorite spots she always used to lay. She'll now remain in our yard forever.
15 Oct 2005
I don't feel like typing much, except to say that one month ago today, my handsome Hannibal passed away very young, and quite unexpectedly of heart disease. As I type this, my other 13-year old baby, Murfy, is sitting on my lap licking my hand. I feel bad that he has no idea where Hannibal went, and he's very much missing him too. They loved to play and romp together. The day he was sick, after I brought him home from the first vet, (to keep him at home overnight since they closed up at 5PM) I had kept the other cat's away from Hannibal. We got up early to take him to the emergency care center in the same hospital he had his appointment in 50 miles away, but he died on the way to the hospital. It was so dark, but I couldn't hear him breathing, and knew something was wrong...

Murfy has a vet appointment tomorrow for a check-up and I'm really paranoid of what I may hear. sad.gif
15 Oct 2005
Having recently lost my beloved Himalayan "Hannibal" to heart disease (nearly one month ago today), I've been pondering the thought of getting pet insurance for my three other furbabies. Anyone have experience using pet insurance? What pitfalls should I avoid? Which company is reputable? After this terrible ordeal, I'd never want to be told again I need worry about the money when it comes to the life and health of my babies.

When I'd first brought Hannibal to the vet, she acted as if due to the cost of the surgery, and the strong likliehood it would recur, it would be advisable to have him put down. I of course refused, however, Hannibal passed away on the way to the cardiologist's office the following morning, approximately 23 hours after he collapsed. (The cartilogist was located in another town, and was by appointment only.) Even though my vet bill wasn't exorbited, I never want that issue thrown in my face again. The delay in his medical attention really ticked me off too, as my research indicated he would have needed immedate surgery to improve his chances. After literally hours on the phone, no such luck. My sweet, sweet Hannibal was only 5 years old.
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