Woke up this AM, went into Kiddo's room. He was sitting reading(well, looking) at a book quietly. We started to chat away about going to the Milford Fair today. We are sitting on the floor chatting away and Princess (our female DLH) comes in to say her morning hello, then our newest DLH, Walle, comes in after a bit too. I notice right away something isn't right. All I can see of Walle is his head, it looks like something was on his fur above his eye, all matted. He proceeds to come in the room more and Jake pipes up a "Ewwwwwww" followed by a "He's got poop on him again Mommy" (Walle has been having runny poops for the past two weeks, been on 3 different meds for it, vet is starting to know us REAL well, and it's been sticking to his back feet) I shuffle over towards him going to check his back paws when I notice poop on his side, not just a casual brush of it, but smeared all over his hair on his back hip and side. I yelled out a "what the hell?", waking up Murray and Grandma (who came down last night to get a ride with us to the fair today) in the process. I run down to the basement with Walle in my arms, bottom of the stairs there is some more poop. Go to the litter box and there is the rest. At a closer look I noticed that the litter was everywhere! Wondering what is up and starting to clean is when I notice Walle walking sideways. No, more like a drunk, that's the best way I can describe it. Light bulb flashes on above my head, Walle fell in his poop. Then the gears start to turn, why did he fall, why is he walking like that, has he eaten something that now he's been poisoned hence the unable to control his balance? I call the emergency vet, they said to bring him in and it's a $135.50 visit. Our vet is just 5 mins away, and open in 20 mins so we decided to wait at our vet instead. We get in and the vet is quiet. She gets him on the floor to check out what's going on. Since she can't really tell what's up she gives us ideas on what might be happening. Tears are rolling down my face as she's telling me this. (I am so angry at myself for being such a baby over this.) Thank god for Mr.Man being there, cause he was able to get the gist of what was being said. So basically from what I understand we have a cat who has 3 possible things wrong with him...
1. he has AIDS, yes cats can get AIDS, little did I realize
2. he has leukemia
3. he's had a stroke, but they doubt it cause of his age (just turned a year) and didn't detect anything wrong with his heart during all the other visits we've had, but still a possibility
So, off he goes into the back room with the vet techs to get his blood work started. ($300 to get this testing done) So the fair is out for me today. I am staying here (helping Walle go to litter box safely) so Kiddo doesn't get to miss the fair and for Grandma to get her award. Just sitting around by myself, waiting for a phone call and then deciding from there what to do. Emergency clinic is the only option as well cause the vet is closed at 2pm and not open again till Monday. Once we get the phone call tonight on what is wrong then we can proceed with what options will be available at the time.
He was adopted out of a shelter as a adult cat (got him Aug 8/08, just turned 1 in July) and I am glad we got him. He is the best cat I, myself, have ever had. He is so good with Jake, he just loves this cat. He doesn't scratch you or bite. Loves his belly to be rubbed. He has the extra toes and is the most sucky thing ever. Loves attention and craves it from you. He's just so young, that is the hardest part of all, he's so little and young.
Will keep up to date when I know more
Best Wishes
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