This happened a week ago: I had just left my spot in the bed, and Bella decided that she would take it... thank you very much.
Trying to rouse her, I decided to tuck her in... and she enjoyed it! o_O
A couple minutes later, another of my cats, Resmungas, decided to make her company.
I remember that those two really made me laugh.
By Wednesday I was with Resmungas at the vet trying to figure out what was wrong with him
By Thurday the results had came: He has feline leukaemia ( he has spend his life at home, but his parents were strays. His mother only started living at my house when she lost her front paws...)
He started on a therapy in order to help the body produce Interferon. He's also on iron, I'm giving him a vitamin's complex, I'm trying to force him to eat raw meet.
It has been complicated. Especially because I have other cats, and I've been forced to separate them. And if I start thinking that the others may be infected I don't know what I'll do.
So, I hate what is going on in my head right now, and obviously I won't be around here as much.
So far he has taken two shots _ yesterday he seemed a little better, but today, not really _ and he has the next one scheduled for next friday.
I'll probably decide on a blood transfer during next week: 80/85% of his blood was just water.
This shouldn't be happening to him.