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Just spent $338 at the vets to have her tell me that Annie is most likely in heart failure. I had to decide whether or not to have her put down immediately, because she was in obvious discomfort with respiratory distress.
I didn't want to make that decision without consulting my husband because he really loves that cat. Once, when he was loving on her and sweet talking her, I suggested that if Annie had been a human female, he would have kicked me out in favor of her... And he answered that he probably would have.
The vet suggested giving Annie a cocktail of Lasix, an antibiotic, and steroids to see if it helped her. It did somewhat. She is breathing a bit easier, but her throat is swollen and she cannot drink water which distresses her and her breathing is still labored albeit much less so than before the drug cocktail.
Annie was a rescue cat off the street that my husband brought home one night. She is a really beautiful tortoiseshell calico with the most docile disposition. I can't say that I was thrilled to have another cat in the house; we already had five at that time. But Annie is really sweet and I'm a soft sell when it comes to homeless cats too.
She spent the first two or three months in our home barely moving. She lay on the same spot on the table for hours and hours day after day only getting down to eat drink and use the litter box. I remember wondering if she was really depressed. She only came alive for my husband.
Gradually, she began getting up more and getting around and then even decided that she liked going outside. I caught her canoodling with neighborhood male cats on several occasions and was less than thrilled about another litter of kittens in our house after having the last momma spayed. But she never got pregnant.
We've had Annie for just about a year and a half. Considering her first three months of complete lethargy, the fact that she never got pregnant, and that she has never had the muscle tone that the other cats have (she's like one of those really soft plush toys), I begin to think that she was probably in bad shape when she first came to us (even tonight, the doctor said that her heart sounds fine, but that X-rays tell a different story) and that having the stress of street life off, regular meals, warmth in the winter and air conditioning in the summer added extra time to her life.
Unless there is a marked improvement in her condition by tomorrow morning, I'm probably going to have to have her put down. I've had too many precious feline and canine family member die in the last fifteen years. I think that when the current crop is all gone, I'll get no more...
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