Her seizures were not only increasing in frequency since seeing the vet, but also in intensity. Instead of just lying helpless and shaking on the rug or floor, the seizures were now capitulating her airborne! When she landed, she would hit the wall, the floor, a table, whatever happened to be in her way. Quincy was alerting us to her seizures before they happened. It took a few minutes for me to figure out why Quincy was trying to grab my attention because sometimes, Quivers was clear in another room- but once I figured it out, I was able to just gather Quiv enfolded in my arms and all she would hit was the bottom of my chin and neck. 🙁 I just now took her in and asked Steve to release her from her torment. I am not a fan watching a kitten suffer and she was suffering. She would foam at the mouth like a Lawrence Welk bubble machine. It was unfair to ask her to remain in this world just because she was born into this world. Farewell sweet girl and run seizure free over the Bridge and into the arms of my son. He is waiting for you,
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Damn it, I thought Quivers might make it. What a rotten thing to have her little life so distressed. But who knows how long her suffering would have gone on if she hadn’t come to you. I wish this had been different. Godspeed, Quivers. You’ll fly now.
ok I will start by saying Awesome job Quincy, I knew from the first minute that you were meant to be where you are and so you have proven yourself to be an amazing gift. Mary Anne, i am so glad you were alerted to what was happening to the poor sweet soul that did not ask for nor deserve this lot in life. Quivers, Go on to the rainbow bridge knowing love and tenderness and that your little short life meant something to so many. Be at peace!
I’m so sorry this baby had to go through this in her short life. At least she got the best care possible from you, and lots of love.
Her biggest danger was her fever as it shot up during the seizures to the red zone 104 and climbing. Although I know that people can manage to live a long time with the right drugs- for a kitten, that waiting period could have killed her as we tried to find what the dose would be that would keep her out of the seizures. We are not a no-kill shelter, we are a low-kill shelter though and I will not and cannot sit here and watch a kitten or cat suffer and she was suffering.
I have to also add my admiration for Quincy. He is having some issues here still with his behavior, but like it or not, he is my dog and he is destined to be my dog come what may. He’s been digging because he gets bored when I can’t walk him. With my recent injury walking daily is off the table for now. He dug up a horse carcass in our back pasture! We didn’t even know it was there- we do now and he uncovered almost the whole grave and brought back to the house a leg bone. There are a lot of kitties resting in our grounds and my fear was he might start digging them up as well. But, if that happens, we will just have to deal with it and know that he is meant to be here. His tenderness with Quivers when she was in the midst of her seizures brought tears to my eyes and still does.
I will miss Quivers but with each seizure more and more of her was checking out of life. Keep her alive because why? To prove a point that modern medicine works? I don’t think so, and for her- that medicine was failing her anyway.
For Quincy and exercise, have you considered contacting a local running club to see if someone would like a running buddy? What about a neighborhood teen who would be willing to come and walk the dog until you get better? Boy and Girl Scouts are always looking for volunteer opportunities to gain a badge, got any of those troops around? Meetup.com has a wide variety of hiking/walking groups, you could maybe contact them and see if someone local would be willing to bring Quince along on the outings? Most people are good people and willing to help, they just need to know here to lend a hand.
No rescuer or shelter can be no-kill, as much as we would like it. Sometimes, the only rescue left is to let go.
And Emmett has some good ideas.