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Every day Pickle sleeps in her enclosure if it's cold, or a plush cat bed I put out if it's warm enough.
She leaves when the sun comes up, takes off to do her cat things, and comes back around the evening time.
yesterday she came back and slept, but there was something just 'off' about it. i can't put my finger on what i noticed. maybe it was intuition. you can see this because I took a couple screenshots
This morning she slept in instead of getting out at daybreak. I figured she might just be overly tired so i let her sleep. later in the morning the neighborhood dogs start coming around as they do to mooch the leftover cat food. But today Pickle didn't come out of the enclosure and run. in fact, she stayed way inside it, and struggled to even keep her eyes open.
Now, this didn't scare me, because I made the entrance and exit to this thing as small as possible so only her little body could get in. there's no way these big dogs could get through no matter how they tried. But it started to concern me about her....
At around 11am i knew something was wrong. she still hadn't left... So i went outside.
she normally RUNS out of the enclosure when i come out, knowing i'll pick her up and snuggle her, then give her food. but today she looked like she was on death's bed. she eeked her way out of the enclosure and sat next to my feet and cried. I picked her up, thinking she was just ill. put her on my chest after sitting down and let her snuggle. she jams her head under my chin, kneads my shoulder and purrs normally. But today she just flopped and laid there.
I start scratching her ears like normal, and on her left ear I feel a big hard clump. I thought it was a tic which we have tons of. But when I went to try to dig in to see it, she cried. Now it's clear that it's a blood clot. But she won't let me get a very good look.
I look down to her feet and her left foot is wet from her licking it. Her middle toe is bent straight up. broken obviously.
I panic and call the vet. Thursdays the vet here is no doing office visits, she's there only for surgery. but makes up for this by being open saturday. The nearest emergency vet is 80 miles away and there are extenuating circumstances that make it impossible to go there. both financially and physically.
So i have had to nurse her all day.. when i was holding her i felt the life start fading from her. i swear to god I thought she was dying. and I kept whispering to her that it was ok. if she needed to go, now was the time. Course she had no idea but i tried to comfort her as best i could.
After awhile she wanted down so I put her down and put a can of wet food in her bowl. she went crazy eating is, so to me that was a very good sign. if she's eating she hasn't given up. but i notice she wasn't really eating. she'd stop when the licked all the gravy off. so i dumped out the bowl, and put a new one in to give her more fresh gravy. Did this 3 times. I have water out for her but she's never used it. she gets her moisture through the food.
So now it's a sickening waiting game. I've got 6 more hours to wait before I can take her in, and i'm worried.
Now listen, if she had died I'd be ok. I'd be very sad, but ok knowing I improved her life dramatically the last few months. It's the suffering I can't stand. if we go to the vet tomorrow and her injuries are severe I will have to put her down. i cannot afford many hundreds of dollars in vet bills right now. But if it's reasonable I will do whatever i can. I'm PRAYING she just got in a fight and is recovering. but the blood could be from bleeding ears if she got hit by a car, or, it could be wounds from being shot by a pellet gun, and the toe could be the same.
If she recovers I'm done with this crap, i don't care how difficult it will be, I'm bringing her inside with the other cats. I tried to introduce them a few days ago and Wilbur was NOT happy. he did nothing but hiss at her. She wanted to come in,and he was at the door. i left it open about 3 inches so they could both fit their muzzles in. She stuck hers in and meowed friendly like. wilbur just hissed. bad.... and when I closed the door and picked him up to reassure him, he hissed all the way back to the bedroom. it's good to note that wilbure has never hissed that i remember, in his life. So it was serious.
I'm very worried about pickle. So i could use some vibes
She leaves when the sun comes up, takes off to do her cat things, and comes back around the evening time.
yesterday she came back and slept, but there was something just 'off' about it. i can't put my finger on what i noticed. maybe it was intuition. you can see this because I took a couple screenshots
This morning she slept in instead of getting out at daybreak. I figured she might just be overly tired so i let her sleep. later in the morning the neighborhood dogs start coming around as they do to mooch the leftover cat food. But today Pickle didn't come out of the enclosure and run. in fact, she stayed way inside it, and struggled to even keep her eyes open.
Now, this didn't scare me, because I made the entrance and exit to this thing as small as possible so only her little body could get in. there's no way these big dogs could get through no matter how they tried. But it started to concern me about her....
At around 11am i knew something was wrong. she still hadn't left... So i went outside.
she normally RUNS out of the enclosure when i come out, knowing i'll pick her up and snuggle her, then give her food. but today she looked like she was on death's bed. she eeked her way out of the enclosure and sat next to my feet and cried. I picked her up, thinking she was just ill. put her on my chest after sitting down and let her snuggle. she jams her head under my chin, kneads my shoulder and purrs normally. But today she just flopped and laid there.
I start scratching her ears like normal, and on her left ear I feel a big hard clump. I thought it was a tic which we have tons of. But when I went to try to dig in to see it, she cried. Now it's clear that it's a blood clot. But she won't let me get a very good look.
I look down to her feet and her left foot is wet from her licking it. Her middle toe is bent straight up. broken obviously.
I panic and call the vet. Thursdays the vet here is no doing office visits, she's there only for surgery. but makes up for this by being open saturday. The nearest emergency vet is 80 miles away and there are extenuating circumstances that make it impossible to go there. both financially and physically.
So i have had to nurse her all day.. when i was holding her i felt the life start fading from her. i swear to god I thought she was dying. and I kept whispering to her that it was ok. if she needed to go, now was the time. Course she had no idea but i tried to comfort her as best i could.
After awhile she wanted down so I put her down and put a can of wet food in her bowl. she went crazy eating is, so to me that was a very good sign. if she's eating she hasn't given up. but i notice she wasn't really eating. she'd stop when the licked all the gravy off. so i dumped out the bowl, and put a new one in to give her more fresh gravy. Did this 3 times. I have water out for her but she's never used it. she gets her moisture through the food.
So now it's a sickening waiting game. I've got 6 more hours to wait before I can take her in, and i'm worried.
Now listen, if she had died I'd be ok. I'd be very sad, but ok knowing I improved her life dramatically the last few months. It's the suffering I can't stand. if we go to the vet tomorrow and her injuries are severe I will have to put her down. i cannot afford many hundreds of dollars in vet bills right now. But if it's reasonable I will do whatever i can. I'm PRAYING she just got in a fight and is recovering. but the blood could be from bleeding ears if she got hit by a car, or, it could be wounds from being shot by a pellet gun, and the toe could be the same.
If she recovers I'm done with this crap, i don't care how difficult it will be, I'm bringing her inside with the other cats. I tried to introduce them a few days ago and Wilbur was NOT happy. he did nothing but hiss at her. She wanted to come in,and he was at the door. i left it open about 3 inches so they could both fit their muzzles in. She stuck hers in and meowed friendly like. wilbur just hissed. bad.... and when I closed the door and picked him up to reassure him, he hissed all the way back to the bedroom. it's good to note that wilbure has never hissed that i remember, in his life. So it was serious.
I'm very worried about pickle. So i could use some vibes