Furgus Is Home

Last night at 10 pm we picked up Furgus' ashes at the Emergancy Clinic. They had his ashes in this nice little cedar box with a lock and a key. When we got home, I place his ashes, a memorial candle, his little collar & name tag along with the kitty angel they gave us and now we have a beautiful little memorial to our beloved cat Furgus. It's been two weeks and one day now and we still feel a huge pain. But we are comforted that our Furgus is here with us at home. I know his spirit is in heaven just next to the Rainbow Bridge. He will be waiting for Tony and me and of course his little brother Ditto. Ditto is doing fine and we are treating him. Oddly, he seems to sense Furgus when he sniffs the little box. Last night for the first time Ditto didn't cry all night. Makes one wonder doesn't it?

Now It's Ditto-But There is Hope. Thank God

We took Ditto to the Vet for a full check up and a Feline Leukemia Test. The test showed positive. Ditto is infected. I nearly lost it in the vets office, but he told us that the decease is at this time very remote, it is there but it's very much in the infant stage, and it could stay dormant for the rest of his life, but it could also become full blown within a year. So he is being given Interferon Treatments on a bi-weekly basis. One week on, One week off. This is be for 6 months, then the Vet will examine him again. Interferon is what is used to build up and strengthen the immune system. Also I am ordering a very good product off the internet. It has a great track record, and we are going to use it. I do not intend to let my little boy go without a fight. We made mistakes with our beloved Furgus, you can bet that it will not happen again!!! We're gonna fight this thing and pray it right into perdition!!! Right now, Ditto is in great health, he eats like a little piggy, plays and has even gained a little weight. We are encouraged by his great health at this time, that is a positive plus on his side. Thank God.

Well Tomorow is the big day, Ditto is getting a full physical and bloodwork done. He is truly my little guy, he loves to play "fetch" he will chase a wad of paper, retrieve it, drop it at our feet so that one of us can throw it for him to re-fetch. I've had him since he was 6 weeks old, he is four years old now and a huge part of me. Tony and I are determined to do all that we can for our two remaining cats and that includes be on guard for their health. A cat can't tell you when it's ill or hurt, so I have to be observant and watchful. I've learned over the years to tell any negative symptoms. So far Ditto has shown none except that he is grieving for Furgus his adopted brother.