Darky
07-02-07, 08:56 AM
I've had my cat Tiger, a tabby/persian girl, since I was about 9-years-old.
I've seen her pregnant, give birth to a lovely kitten who now belongs to my God Father, went along to a far-away Vet with my parents in the freezing cold so that two more kittens could be removed, was unable to sleep during the night when one died, had the joy of seeing the last kitten - Spike - grow up into the adult he is now.
I skipped school to be at home when she vanished for a couple of weeks and finally turned up in our back garden - completely in a world of her own, extremely skinny and quite sick, on the verge of death. I ran out to pick her up and bring her indoors, and almost missed an exam to stay home and keep an eye on her when she was wrapped in blankets, recovering.
I am now 18-years-old. She is my absolute best friend. I recently moved to Milton Keynes with my guinea pigs to be closer to the love of my life - a short walk from her house instead of two hours away. We got to see each other every day instead of once every couple of months, it was absolutely brilliant! But... Without Tiger, I just was not truly happy. Every morning I would wake up and feel her feet on me like I would at home, but nothing was there. So I moved back after three weeks, despite the fact that being home generally makes me very unhappy and isn't good for my emotional issues - I had to do it for her.
A little while before Christmas, she had a swelling on the side of her mouth. We took her to the nice new local vet, and he said that it was possibly a tumour - he gave her a steroid injection and asked us to keep an eye on it, I also had anti-biotics to give to her.
It pretty much remained the same, but.. As soon as I moved out - it suddenly started swelling, making it look like she'd been punched in the face. Then it started getting a bit goopy, like an infection. The fact that it occured whilst I moved away was a bit.. Scary.
I took her to the vet this morning and he gave her another steroid injection somewhat early and gave me anti-biotics, and.. He said that, by checking it, it is most certainly a tumour.
So it's all just a waiting game now.
Luckily for me, she is eating properly at the moment - he even commented on how well-fed she looks. She's just as clingy and happy (she's currently taken over my bed), so I just have to wait for her to be in too much discomfort to eat properly.
It hasn't really settled in, to be honest.
I've had this shock before - when she had infected gums and I was told it would probably be cancerous, but she recovered.
When she had kitten stuck inside her.
When she vanished because she most likely thought she was dying from being sick, 'thus starving herself.
When I was first told it might be a tumour - when I ended up holding her in bed crying, saying that I didn't want her to die.
I know that most people are attached to their pets.. I've had pets die. Pets I've been close to for years. But none of that can compare to this feeling. She is extremely special to me, and I'm sure that some of you will know exactly how I feel. I gave up being with my future fiance for her, I would give up anything for her. Because through all of my life I have been extremely lonely and I have gone through a lot of crap, and the only person that has been there for me has not been a person, but a cat.
I just wanted to make this thread to notify y'all of her situation. Please - hope for the best, like I am.
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/kittykitty004.jpg
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/Tigerses016.jpg
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/Tigerrrr.jpg
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/Tigerses011.jpg
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/Tigerses005.jpg
I've seen her pregnant, give birth to a lovely kitten who now belongs to my God Father, went along to a far-away Vet with my parents in the freezing cold so that two more kittens could be removed, was unable to sleep during the night when one died, had the joy of seeing the last kitten - Spike - grow up into the adult he is now.
I skipped school to be at home when she vanished for a couple of weeks and finally turned up in our back garden - completely in a world of her own, extremely skinny and quite sick, on the verge of death. I ran out to pick her up and bring her indoors, and almost missed an exam to stay home and keep an eye on her when she was wrapped in blankets, recovering.
I am now 18-years-old. She is my absolute best friend. I recently moved to Milton Keynes with my guinea pigs to be closer to the love of my life - a short walk from her house instead of two hours away. We got to see each other every day instead of once every couple of months, it was absolutely brilliant! But... Without Tiger, I just was not truly happy. Every morning I would wake up and feel her feet on me like I would at home, but nothing was there. So I moved back after three weeks, despite the fact that being home generally makes me very unhappy and isn't good for my emotional issues - I had to do it for her.
A little while before Christmas, she had a swelling on the side of her mouth. We took her to the nice new local vet, and he said that it was possibly a tumour - he gave her a steroid injection and asked us to keep an eye on it, I also had anti-biotics to give to her.
It pretty much remained the same, but.. As soon as I moved out - it suddenly started swelling, making it look like she'd been punched in the face. Then it started getting a bit goopy, like an infection. The fact that it occured whilst I moved away was a bit.. Scary.
I took her to the vet this morning and he gave her another steroid injection somewhat early and gave me anti-biotics, and.. He said that, by checking it, it is most certainly a tumour.
So it's all just a waiting game now.
Luckily for me, she is eating properly at the moment - he even commented on how well-fed she looks. She's just as clingy and happy (she's currently taken over my bed), so I just have to wait for her to be in too much discomfort to eat properly.
It hasn't really settled in, to be honest.
I've had this shock before - when she had infected gums and I was told it would probably be cancerous, but she recovered.
When she had kitten stuck inside her.
When she vanished because she most likely thought she was dying from being sick, 'thus starving herself.
When I was first told it might be a tumour - when I ended up holding her in bed crying, saying that I didn't want her to die.
I know that most people are attached to their pets.. I've had pets die. Pets I've been close to for years. But none of that can compare to this feeling. She is extremely special to me, and I'm sure that some of you will know exactly how I feel. I gave up being with my future fiance for her, I would give up anything for her. Because through all of my life I have been extremely lonely and I have gone through a lot of crap, and the only person that has been there for me has not been a person, but a cat.
I just wanted to make this thread to notify y'all of her situation. Please - hope for the best, like I am.
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/kittykitty004.jpg
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/Tigerses016.jpg
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/Tigerrrr.jpg
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/Tigerses011.jpg
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c58/brooder_geek/Tigerses005.jpg