My wife suggested that I "journal" about this because it is driving me crazy. You see, we don't have pet cats (or as the joke goes, the cats have us as pets). But in this case, we have a small house and a large deck and garden which, because it is dog-free, attracts cats from all over the neighborhood. At last count, we have 3 regular and 2 or 3 more irregularly visiting cats.
It all started about 8 years ago, just a year after we finished renovating and moved into the house, my father stayed with us and started feeding one of the garden cats, an all-white cat that we called "white kitty". We were pretty sure that he had a home across the street where they seemed to feed a number of cats so that when my father left, we let white kitty do his own thing and he was feral enough still to not expect food from us (although absolutely not interested in any sort of rodent control). Then a year or two ago, my wife decided to start feeding white kitty and his arch-rival brown kitty (a runt Maine coon) on our deck. He was still pretty feral, but not stupid enough to pass on a good meal.
To make a long story short, about 2 months ago, white kitty started to present lesions on his right ear and nose. We couldn't catch him to bring him to the vet but we have a mobile vet here who was willing to visit and at least look at him. From a distance (he took off as soon as he heard the vet on the deck) and from photos, she diagnosed squamous cell carcinoma on both ears, the nose and on the brow. Her tech remembered the cat from years ago, figured his owners had moved away, and he might be as old as 18. Since the SCC was established in at least 4 places, she figured that there wasn't much we could do at this point. She also thought that given his age he probably has or will develop some other life-threatening conditions, like kidney failure, and that would probably end his life before the SCC.
I took photos of him in case the vet couldn't get close enough to examine him and, comparing those photos to his present condition, in the space of 2 months, the SCC has eaten away almost the entire right ear so it is progressing much more rapidly than any of us had surmised. Recently, he has begun to bleed more (we put towels in his favorite napping spots to soak it up) and he is drinking more water because he is losing fluids. He continues to eat and purr and jump to his napping places, but my wife is starting to talk about endgame and I am having a hard time dealing with this.
So what does one do? He isn't our cat (we have pet guinea pigs indoors so we couldn't have an indoor cat anyway) and he is still feral enough to read your intent and run away (as he did the day we brought the vet on to the deck). I suppose we could have trapped him (maybe with luck) and done the whole surgery and radiation and chemotherapy thing, but the SCC was already in 4 places and the vet didn't advise going that route.
Should we have noticed it earlier? I don't know - we've got our hands full with the pigs, and generally keeping our heads above water. And as I said before, we've got 5 or 6 cats visiting our garden at any particular time. Should we be responsible for all of them??? How do you spray sunscreen on a feral cat or keep him out of the sun?
It is really heartbreaking to see what is happening to white kitty (don't worry, I won't post "after" photos), but what can we do? And in this economy, faced with what would probably be thousands of dollars of surgery and radiation and chemo bills, what could one do anyway? Especially with a poor prognosis from the start.
I know that feral cats are real problem nationwide - here in Half Moon Bay we joke that the feral cat is the town mascot (its a cougar actually). There used to be a lady here years ago who would trap and fix feral cats - she had the vets notch the ears so that she would know if it were fixed. She isn't here anymore and the vet said that feral cats are starting to accumulate in the fields and neighborhoods again.
Our vet noted that white kitty had a notch in his ear...
It all started about 8 years ago, just a year after we finished renovating and moved into the house, my father stayed with us and started feeding one of the garden cats, an all-white cat that we called "white kitty". We were pretty sure that he had a home across the street where they seemed to feed a number of cats so that when my father left, we let white kitty do his own thing and he was feral enough still to not expect food from us (although absolutely not interested in any sort of rodent control). Then a year or two ago, my wife decided to start feeding white kitty and his arch-rival brown kitty (a runt Maine coon) on our deck. He was still pretty feral, but not stupid enough to pass on a good meal.
To make a long story short, about 2 months ago, white kitty started to present lesions on his right ear and nose. We couldn't catch him to bring him to the vet but we have a mobile vet here who was willing to visit and at least look at him. From a distance (he took off as soon as he heard the vet on the deck) and from photos, she diagnosed squamous cell carcinoma on both ears, the nose and on the brow. Her tech remembered the cat from years ago, figured his owners had moved away, and he might be as old as 18. Since the SCC was established in at least 4 places, she figured that there wasn't much we could do at this point. She also thought that given his age he probably has or will develop some other life-threatening conditions, like kidney failure, and that would probably end his life before the SCC.
I took photos of him in case the vet couldn't get close enough to examine him and, comparing those photos to his present condition, in the space of 2 months, the SCC has eaten away almost the entire right ear so it is progressing much more rapidly than any of us had surmised. Recently, he has begun to bleed more (we put towels in his favorite napping spots to soak it up) and he is drinking more water because he is losing fluids. He continues to eat and purr and jump to his napping places, but my wife is starting to talk about endgame and I am having a hard time dealing with this.
So what does one do? He isn't our cat (we have pet guinea pigs indoors so we couldn't have an indoor cat anyway) and he is still feral enough to read your intent and run away (as he did the day we brought the vet on to the deck). I suppose we could have trapped him (maybe with luck) and done the whole surgery and radiation and chemotherapy thing, but the SCC was already in 4 places and the vet didn't advise going that route.
Should we have noticed it earlier? I don't know - we've got our hands full with the pigs, and generally keeping our heads above water. And as I said before, we've got 5 or 6 cats visiting our garden at any particular time. Should we be responsible for all of them??? How do you spray sunscreen on a feral cat or keep him out of the sun?
It is really heartbreaking to see what is happening to white kitty (don't worry, I won't post "after" photos), but what can we do? And in this economy, faced with what would probably be thousands of dollars of surgery and radiation and chemo bills, what could one do anyway? Especially with a poor prognosis from the start.
I know that feral cats are real problem nationwide - here in Half Moon Bay we joke that the feral cat is the town mascot (its a cougar actually). There used to be a lady here years ago who would trap and fix feral cats - she had the vets notch the ears so that she would know if it were fixed. She isn't here anymore and the vet said that feral cats are starting to accumulate in the fields and neighborhoods again.
Our vet noted that white kitty had a notch in his ear...