My vet believes she is about 10 years old based on the bluing showing in her eyes. She only weighs 40 pounds! He thinks she should at least weigh 60. Her teeth are good- which is a plus but the rest of her is a bit of a mess. He could dock her ears but he doesn’t want to do it until she is better shape. I was given a 2 week period to put  my TLC in her and then he wants to see her back. He does NOT like how skinny she is and the fact that you can see her pelvic bone and ribs. If she doesn’t gain any weight- he says he either would suspect a non performing thyroid gland or cancer. He wants her fed three times a day- NO commercial dog food (because of the terrible shape of her skin) She will get a raw diet. The blackness on her belly and around her privates are based (according to him) from long-term chronic trauma and abuse. The discoloration will not go away.

I asked him what he really thought about her chances at life, and he just looked at her and said that in the past, he has seen dogs much like her (and worse). After the visits he always thinks “Egads what if?” But often, he said he is surprised and with constant food, good shelter and TLC they actually turn around and turn into dogs and not walking skeletons. One thing I like about Dr. Steve is he always wants to give them a chance, so I am hoping that Journey can turn this all around and surprise him. If she doesn’t gain weight then he will determine what to do next- films, bloodwork- whatever works.

Quincy loves her and is very gentle when he is with her. She just seems to have a very sweet spirit and regardless how long she will live- she will have a home here with us. I have to laugh though- the baby kittens truly scare her. I  let them out several times a day to race the room and she moves faster than I have ever seen her move to get out of the way of their craziness.

All cats, all kittens ALL Healthy! YAY! Three of the boys- Bojo- Winston and Frog go in Monday to my vet for their neuter. Like I said before, I am so done with bargain basement spays and neuters. That leaves the last bottle babies to do:Linus, Star, Lionel, Barnum and Baily plus the ten kittens in foster care right now- which by the way, all the families have fallen in love with them and want to adopt them! Big relief there- I talked to a liquor store owner the other day in another part of the town and she agreed to let me put a donation box on her counter. Who knows, maybe someone soused enough might have mercy on these kittens and dump their liquor money in the jar- the kittens photos are all over the jar. 🙂