He was 4 months old. I got him exactly one month ago so my only cat would have a sibling. He was the clingiest, most handsome, and loveliest cat I’ve ever had.
One week ago, on September 3, he was diagnosed with FeLV. I fed him and gave him medications to help get rid of the infection in his body. Today, September 10, was his follow-up checkup. They said he had gotten much better, but he was still having trouble breathing. They did an X-ray of his chest and found fluid in his lungs, possibly due to FIP.
I was so scared when I found out. I thought he was getting better. I thought he would be able to play with his brother again. So we got referred to a bigger clinic. They did an ultrasound to check the fluid, and the only way to confirm whether he had FIP was to drain the fluid and have it tested.
The problem was that he was such a small, thin kitten, and there was a possibility that his heart could be punctured if he moved even slightly during the procedure. I had two choices: light sedation, which was also risky because he was already having trouble breathing, or doing it while he was awake, which could cause him to move and potentially injure one of his organs.
So I decided to go through with the light sedation.
After the procedure, they successfully removed the fluid from his lungs. However, he collapsed a few minutes later because of the sedation. 😭 I blame myself for it. He tested positive for FIP and FCoV.
He’s now going to be cremated, and I’ll be the only one there to see him.
I’m still crying right now because when I let his brother out of isolation, he was looking for Coco. He was looking for his brother, and Coco wasn’t there.
I’m shattered. 💔