Hi, my name is Nicole. I’m really sorry for what you had to go through. I found your story comforting in the sense that I can relate very well right now. My parents and I found a little black kitty up at our cabin this summer, and we could tell someone had abandoned him and it looked like he hadn’t eaten for days. We took him in and tried to find a home for him, but he quickly became a part of our family and we wanted to keep him (despite our terrible cat allergies). In the beginning he had a lot of trouble with worms, with the critters he was living off of in the woods… but we got him his shots and nuedered him and he seemed healthy. The vets said he was young after examining him. However, last week we noticed he had no energy, and he wasn’t eating. So my dad took him in right away and they did some bloodwork…. yep, he has FIP. And I know some cats are diagnosed incorrectly, I wish that were the case here. Unfortunately his symptoms are very clear. And every day he becomes more bloated. He has the effusive type, and I know he is going to die. I’ve been pretty depressed the past few days, because I see his condition slowly becoming worse, despite the antibiotics he’s been taking. Tomorrow we hear from the vet to get their opinion. But I already know our kitty’s time is very limited. It’s been extremely hard to see him like this. He was so playful and very loving (when he wanted to be), so it pains me to see his life shortened so abruptly, when he finally found his home. I hope you’re doing well, and hopefully my story could show you you’re not alone. I’m glad I’m not either.
-Nicole