I was unable to give Hope fluids tonight, so I placed a call to my feline specialist who allowed me to bring this newest arrival up to her home. I am so glad I did, because Hope needed fluids so badly and she was not a happy camper when we started the process. We ended up having to put a muzzle (or as Dr. Vicki calls it) a “party hat,” on her. She got it off before we were done giving her fluids via IV and she tried to take both of us on. There would have been no way I could have given her fluids by myself.
I am calling her Hope, because I hope she gets better. I hope she isn’t terminal and I hope she will like me in the morning. After what we just went through-she is hissing and slashing at me and I can’t blame her. No one likes getting IV’s-
She is hammered, she is exhausted and now, she is mad. I am going to leave her with food until the morning and we will take this new day on and see where it goes.
Well, she’s in a far better place now than she has been. Poor thing. What a lovely soft bed she has to rest in. Let’s “hope” she will be ok
Just being in a comfortable place with a soft place to sleep, clean water, good food, will put her in a better mood. She’ll soon see that you care about her.