I got my two cats Jenny and June Bug (“Bug”) eight years ago. My cat criteria was for short-haired spayed
females with an eye on easy cat care.
Jenny had problems going back at least a year if not maybe since I got
her in hindsight. I took her to the vet
in November and again in January after seeing how she had scratched herself nearly
raw with significant hair loss. Things
were a bit better and now they got worse.
We went to the vet again today.
I was prepared to put Jenny down to stop her suffering in what seemed
to be a progressive condition. The first
vet at the Bellevue Cat & Dog Clinic diagnosed one cat condition, the
second vet had a second diagnosis and today the third vet said it was something
else. Jaime the vet explained it was “practicing
medicine” and they were going through the process of elimination. Jaime treated Jenny for worms and fleas. Sounded like a bit of hooey to me. Worms and fleas? Shouldn’t that have been diagnosed on the
first trip? We don’t have fleas in the
apartment. Whatever. I hope Jenny gets better soon.
I have watched friends spend thousands of dollars and lots of time
trying to save terminally ill cats. It
was expensive, emotionally draining and painful for their cat. I refuse to go that route. The vet shared one alternative was to talk
Jenny to a no-kill shelter where someone else could adopt Jenny.
I don’t want to lose my Jenny.
Lea loves her dearly. We will see
how it goes.
I am grateful that Jenny is still with us. She sits on my desk by my keyboard when I
write my Gratitude blog post. She is
great company, fun to play with and very vocal.
She meows in a happy way when I pet her.
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