Trying to keep myself busy...

... so I don't think about how much I miss my sweet little friend. This weekend was really hard--especially while Joe was at work and I was home by myself. I'm used to having my little shadow with me and instead I just felt really alone without her. Being on the computer is very hard--I'm used to having her curled up next to the keyboard, sometimes "helping" me type-LOL.

I spent today looking for some crafty things to use for church/reception decorations and I found some great flowers at Michael's that are going to be perfect for my pew bows. I ordered the ribbon online today and once it comes in I plan on getting started. I will be sure to post a photo when I get a few done.

Today I did get one thing accomplished--a floral headband for my flower girl. I bought a very plain ivory one and added some flowers and ribbon to it so it coordinates with my colors. I think it is going to look adorable on my niece, but then again, pretty much everything looks adorable on her.

:-)

I really needed to get to work on some of this stuff anyway and it's a great way to keep my mind off of things. It almost doesn't seem real that I'm getting married in less than 4 months! Yikes--that's coming up fast!

Thanks for stopping by.

RIP Little One

I'm heartbroken to say that Lucy lost her battle with FIP just after 4:00 a.m. today. She was absolutely the sweetest, most affectionate and loving kitty I've ever known. She was very loved during her short time with us and will be missed more than she'll probably ever know.

RIP Little One. :-(

Still Fighting

Every time I think it's hopeless she surprises me again. Our little Lucy is definitely a fighter. The most important part to me is that she doesn't seem to be in any pain--if that changes we're going to have to make that hard decision, but so far she is getting around well and eating/drinking on her own.

She even jumped up to help me make some Father's Day cards tonight although this time she didn't try to eat them. LOL

Here's the card she "helped" me make for my Dad:

I'm not really sure what's going to happen, but I've been making sure to give Lucy lots of kisses and treats. I want her to be able to relax and be as comfortable as possible. We're still taking it day by day and as long as she keeps fighting I'm going to do whatever I can for her.

Hopefully a good sign for Lucy

Lucy still has not given up so I'm not giving up on her. She had almost completely stopped eating on her own, but I noticed she would lick canned food off of my fingers. So I've been mixing canned food or baby food (chicken+broth) with unflavored Pedialyte and feeding her with a syringe. I'm hoping that it's starting to help her (along with all of the medications she's on).

Last night while we were eating dinner she came in and started begging like she used to before she got sick. I gave her a small piece of chicken and she ate it so I gave her more until she ate almost half of my chicken breast. After dinner I decided to cook another one and a small piece of salmon to have on hand for her. Joe started giving her a few pieces of salmon and she ate them too. (This was even after I had fed her about a 1/2 cup of the cat food/pedialyte mixture before dinner.)

This morning she ate a little bit of chicken and salmon, but not a lot. I gave her some medicine and then fed her some baby food/pedialyte and then I had to leave for work. About 20 minutes later Joe called and said she threw up. I was a little upset as this is the first time that has happened, but then he said it had a fur ball in it so that made a little more sense. Hopefully that was the only reason.

We're going to separate her and the other cat while we're at work again and leave her some food and see what happens. She honestly is starting to look a little better and she's being a little more active so I'm staying positive. She's a little fighter she's got lots of people praying for her so we're still taking it day by day, but I'm feeling a small glimmer of hope that she's going to recover.

I'm going to keep praying for the best and I appreciate all of the prayers and positive thoughts we've been getting. I truly believe they are working.

Poor Sweet Lucy

My heart is breaking right now for my dear sweet Lucy. She is the cute fuzzy kitty I introduced back in October and now she is in a fight for her life at the young age of 14 months. I took her to the vet on Friday and they told me she looked healthy other than the weight loss that I brought her in for. They were going to send her off with some antibiotics and told me to give her 3 or 4 months to see if she improved.

I had a very bad feeling about it so I pushed them to some blood work. They called me yesterday and told me it was not good. She has multiple infections attacking her liver, stomach, etc. They gave me another antibiotic and a steroid and told me that if she doesn't respond to them there is nothing else they can do for her. They are not 100% sure, but they think it might be FIP which is always fatal as there is no cure for it. From what I've read about FIP she may only have days left. She is still eating a little bit and trying to be her snuggly self, but it is not looking good. At this point I hate that her last memories of me may be forcing medicine into her tired little body 5 times a day and constantly trying to make her to eat.

It is so strange that she seemed just a little skinny, but otherwise fine 2 days ago. She was even being very social with everyone at the vet's office and they all said they wanted to take her home because of how sweet she is. Now she's clinging to life and slowly slipping away.

She has been the sweetest, most loving cat that I have ever had and I can't even bear the thought that she's leaving us so soon. Without some sort of miracle I'm going to lose her and that has kept me crying for 2 days straight. I'm trying to be strong for her, but it is so hard.

I took this picture of her yesterday.

She barely looks sick then, but there is quite a change today. I don't want to take any pics of her now because I don't want to remember her like that. I like to think of her as the sweet beautiful little fuzz ball that would curl up and sleep on my chest with her head on my cheek.

If anyone who reads this could say a little prayer for Lucy I would really appreciate it. I pray that she'll get better, but if she can't that it will be quick and painless for her.

For now she's getting all of the treats that she will eat and lots of snuggles and kisses from her heartbroken "mommy and daddy".