My kitty, Blue, has walked up injured. Very very badly. He is either very very sick or got hit by a car. He is young, beautiful and is so sweet. I hope he makes it through the night. He suffered all the way home! ray:
He isn't doing well at all. This is going to be a bad day, I think. He can't eat, can't walk, can't drink, his eyes are not right, he isn't thinking, fluid coming out of his nose and mouth. I think his life will be ending today. Vet is coming at noon.
It has been an upsetting few days. My neighbor's mom died (whom I had been visiting and trying my best to help my neighbors), my only buck (rabbit) died, now this. When it rains it pours. I have noticed that saying is used very often when it comes to farm life.
^^ yes, it is. Farming is a gamble. You have good years, you have bad years. I have had a very hard year. I hope your kitty gets better.it doesn't sound good. Fluid coming out his nose is a very bad thing. Is it clear? I'm sorry he's hurting!
Thank you both! It certainly is, Honeysuckle. This year has been a very bad year. Lots of death. I think we have lost maybe 20 animals this year. It just isn't going well. BUT, I will not ever quit. One dies and it makes me cherish the others more, I could never take that away from myself. I know it sounds very selfish, but really it would ruin my well being. When people say, "Oh I just don't know if I can do this anymore!" or something, I laugh. Because I could NEVER do that! It isn't very hard for me actually, it takes a lot to get me to cry over death, even. It's just part of it. Farming isn't jumping in wheat fields and playing on hay bales (where you are bound to get a splinter or two anyway...), it's life. You educate yourself about LIFE. How it ends, how it starts, and everything in between. And honestly, I love it.
If the vet says he has a chance, I wouldn't put him down. If he has a chance you don't want to take that away from him. An animals instinct is to simply to survive. It would not be doing him a service by putting him down when he is fighting so hard to survive.
I know, that is very true. BUT, he is nearly dead already. He can't eat. I suppose he would rather be in heaven then feeling like absolute crud for maybe even the rest of his life. I guess I'll see about things when I truly know how bad of shape he is in. It's easier for me to make the putting down decision than the decision to let him feel terrible forever. But like I just said, we'll see.