I adopted Brandan at the local Petcetera. He was in with a few cats in a room. I only went that day to play with the homeless cats. I was in the room, and all of a sudden I felt a cat land on my shoulder. He was a nice ginger kitty very friendly. I wandered around the store and thought about it. I thought about it, and went back and again he was there friendly as can be. See I had 3 cats in a small condo. I went to the cashier and paid the adoption fee. I went back opened the door, and said ok let's go home...
He got on well with my other cats. Although when he was here my other cats would seem to have daily asthma attacks.
Long story short he became really sick. Ataxia, anorexic and stuffed up. Took him to the vet, she tested him for feline leukemia. It came back negative. I couldn't afford every test and I found the vet accommodating to my price, but the treatment was not a high quality. I got sub fluids and purée kitty food. I gave him the fluid, but when I inserted it on the side, and it filled his shoulder. I called the vet told me he would be ok. Several hours later he began to trash around and tongue out.
I phoned the vet, and they wanted me to bring him in the same day for another 70 plus dollars probably closer to a 100 after I had shelled out 300 bucks. I got mad at the guy my cats thrashing around convulsing and he nicely tells me he will have the vet call me back. I found this part horribly unprofessional. She calls me back, and said he was really sick and the best bet would be euthanizing him at 18 months of age. She offered it as a compassionate kill, and was free if I make a donation. Go figure. Anyway I felt I had no choice, but to accept her offer. I piled him in the crate and drove. I parked far away and walk slow with him so he could get his last time outside.
I took him in, and they took him not offering to allow me to be with him when he passed. I was returned an empty crate. Now I wonder... Did he become some lab project for some vet techs? I feel guilty everyday cause maybe if I wouldn't of adopted him he would still have his life. I think maybe I should of rode out the thrashing convulsing and tried other ways that night. One thing is I hope it was not a subconscious decision I made based on the too many cat syndrome. I know you will probably say if I can't pay a vet to care for my cat then I shouldn't of got him. Although I can't afford a vet all the time, but I see it as if I wasn't here for my cats with who, and where would they be. Most rich people get dogs...and rich people only adopt pedigree cats. Us poor people keep all the unwanted moggies of the world.
He got on well with my other cats. Although when he was here my other cats would seem to have daily asthma attacks.
Long story short he became really sick. Ataxia, anorexic and stuffed up. Took him to the vet, she tested him for feline leukemia. It came back negative. I couldn't afford every test and I found the vet accommodating to my price, but the treatment was not a high quality. I got sub fluids and purée kitty food. I gave him the fluid, but when I inserted it on the side, and it filled his shoulder. I called the vet told me he would be ok. Several hours later he began to trash around and tongue out.
I phoned the vet, and they wanted me to bring him in the same day for another 70 plus dollars probably closer to a 100 after I had shelled out 300 bucks. I got mad at the guy my cats thrashing around convulsing and he nicely tells me he will have the vet call me back. I found this part horribly unprofessional. She calls me back, and said he was really sick and the best bet would be euthanizing him at 18 months of age. She offered it as a compassionate kill, and was free if I make a donation. Go figure. Anyway I felt I had no choice, but to accept her offer. I piled him in the crate and drove. I parked far away and walk slow with him so he could get his last time outside.
I took him in, and they took him not offering to allow me to be with him when he passed. I was returned an empty crate. Now I wonder... Did he become some lab project for some vet techs? I feel guilty everyday cause maybe if I wouldn't of adopted him he would still have his life. I think maybe I should of rode out the thrashing convulsing and tried other ways that night. One thing is I hope it was not a subconscious decision I made based on the too many cat syndrome. I know you will probably say if I can't pay a vet to care for my cat then I shouldn't of got him. Although I can't afford a vet all the time, but I see it as if I wasn't here for my cats with who, and where would they be. Most rich people get dogs...and rich people only adopt pedigree cats. Us poor people keep all the unwanted moggies of the world.
