Today was my shelter day. I was taking cats out of the cages to play and socialize when a lady brought in this cat. The cat had been around her house for over a week, had quit eating, and was the skinniest cat I had ever seen.
She was clearly someone's pet, and but had been neglected. I volunteered to take her to the vet for a quick check and I told them I would spend up to $100 on whatever they needed to do, if there was any possibility for her.
The vet tech took a quick look at her and rushed her into the back. I told them no heroics; they said the heroics probably wouldn't help anyway. The vet found signs of a mass above her soft palate. I had been afraid of something like that, but I wanted to make sure it wasn't just something stuck in the back of her mouth or something.
So, I took her back to the shelter, where they put her to sleep. Poor sweet baby. She talked to us to the end, and I thought she might have already died when I took the photo above on the way back to the shelter. But when I got there, she was still alive, if only just barely.
She was clearly someone's pet, and but had been neglected. I volunteered to take her to the vet for a quick check and I told them I would spend up to $100 on whatever they needed to do, if there was any possibility for her.
The vet tech took a quick look at her and rushed her into the back. I told them no heroics; they said the heroics probably wouldn't help anyway. The vet found signs of a mass above her soft palate. I had been afraid of something like that, but I wanted to make sure it wasn't just something stuck in the back of her mouth or something.
So, I took her back to the shelter, where they put her to sleep. Poor sweet baby. She talked to us to the end, and I thought she might have already died when I took the photo above on the way back to the shelter. But when I got there, she was still alive, if only just barely.