
♥ Hope For Kyra ♥
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This is Kyra and she needs your help! A happy beautiful black little floof who is only 4 years old and a good girl ♥ This is her story...
She wasn't always my floof. Two years ago I had a tuxedo boy named Nitty. We were inseparable. My husband and I do not have kids (yet) so our kitties are our family. He has a little calico girl and I had him. All was going great as we started out new happy little kitty family together when he got cancer. After 6 months he passed away in my arms and left a huge cat-shaped hole in my heart. He fought hard and it was not easy on me as I have anxiety and a bit of depression from time to time...needless to say we were heartbroken. I convinced myself that with the open space in our home he would want me to save another kitty and give them the loving home he once had. Also it was Christmas so why not give a kitty a home? So off I went in search of possible a kitten..maybe another tuxedo and a boy..so I thought...
That's when I spied the beautiful black floof. She was 2 years old and her story was she was a stray in the streets. I fully intended on a kitten but with those eyes..she just melted my heart! The people at the shelter said she was the sweetest kitty. Oddly she had the same toy in her cage that my boy! It was love at first sight.. so we brought her home. It was not an easy road as it was so soon after loosing my boy that I was very sad. But here was Kyra now..full of love and head bonks and kisses. She really helped me. She was there for me to cuddle and love and comfort me when I needed it. My baby boy had left some pretty big paw prints to fill.. but this little girl was doing her best to fill them. (It's hard not to cry as I type this.) She also loves to talk on the phone if anyone calls! She was a happy little floof full of play, excitement and bouncing around chasing toys...it made our happy little kitty family whole again ♥
But a few months ago I noticed something was off. My bouncy happy little floof was sleeping a lot. Well, kitties sleep a lot to begin with so I thought maybe she was just tired. I tried to play with her and sometimes she would other times she didn't seem to care. Again typical cat thing sometimes. A few weeks ago though I tried getting her to play and she refused..everything... so became very concerned. All she wanted to do was sleep... so I thought well maybe she's depressed? Why.. I don't know... so my husband and I tried to get her happy and playing...she looked like she'd want to but..no luck. And then she just refused to eat and drink...and then (if you know cats) tried finding a place to hide. She refused to come out of her cat tree. My heart sunk and I knew something was wrong. I watched her a little closer and it seemed like she was having trouble breathing. She wasn't my happy little floof :( So we called our vets immediately and made her an apt.
When we got there it was surreal. Going back to the same room and seeing her in the same cage as my boy was...I couldn't help but start balling my eyes out with memories and worry as my husband tried to comfort me. The vet did and x-ray and quickly found that there was a buildup of fluid in her chest! She showed us the x-ray and the fluid was outside the lungs making it difficult for her lungs to expand so she could breathe. Here we were..all over again... and my happy little floof was in this mess. My husband did his best to comfort me..but I could see even he was tearing up. They decided to do a tap on her to remove the fluid and get it tested. Turned out it was thick puss and not fluid! They said they would need to do a culture on it to see exactly what it was and what to do and gave her an antibiotic shot in the meantime while we were going to wait.
My husband and I were just moving back up in the world. We have a teeny tiny apartment finally got a new car and we're looking forward to maybe getting a bigger place and having kids and all that..we really don't have a lot but we are thankful for what we do have. Here we were again...but our little girl means everything to us. She perked up a little bit when we brought her home to wait for the culture... she had a little constipation too...and I thought it be ok for us to wait..but three days later she collapsed and was having trouble breathing. My heart sank again. We rushed her back to the vets and within four days the puss had filled her chest again. Our little girl was fighting so hard. They had to do another tap on her chest. Every time they do there are risks..putting a big needle in her chest like that. She was a champ and did well. We were so so proud of her..and we just needed her to hold on long enough for this culture to see what was causing this.
We brought her home and she tried to be her bouncy floofy self for a bit. It warmed my heart but worried mommy that I am.. exhausted and stayed up constantly checking her. I'd fall asleep and then wake up every 15 minutes just to make sure she was breathing. I felt like a zombie but good thing I did... it happened again a few days later! My husband and I again rushed her back to the vets. Now at over $2,000 they had to put a needle in our poor baby and do it again! It was so hard watching her struggle to breathe knowing there was nothing I could do but give her kisses and love. We didn't really have that money on us but we had a care credit card that helped us pay her expense....as you may know unfortunately they wont really help a pet without money upfront but our vets are kind and worked with us thankfully! At this point or vet told us they could only do so much for her there knowing it was a Pyothorax...without the best equipment and without the answers from the culture and fearing it might be a fatal disease called FIP..she felt it best we go to our ER vet. It was way more expensive but they had tools there to help our little girl and see what we could do. Our little girl was such a fighter and despite our tight budget, we were going to help her in any way we could. I had family helping me as much as they could too..but even they have their own expenses and can only help so much. I am not exactly the type of person to beg for help nore is my husband.
Exhausted and a crying zombie, the next day (yesterday) we took her to the ER vets where they gave her an exam and an ultrasound and were going to possibly do yet another tap on her to remove any fluid in her chest that may still be there. We waited scared/worried and I cried a few hours before they called us into a tiny room to talk to the head vet. She informed us that they did an ultrasound our happy little floof had a large mass behind her heart bigger then a golfball but smaller then a baseball. It was pushing on her heart and lungs and would release puss into her chest cavity..filling it which was why she couldn't breathe. They believe that it is a foreign object that the body had built wall around to try and protect itself from..they do not believe it is cancer. We discussed that the best thing to do would be to get a CT scan..that could show us exactly what we are dealing with and what kind of chances she has. The CT scan is going to be about $1,400 which luckily we MAY be able to pull off thanks to the help from my family. I asked her what happens then? She said IF the CT scan shows that is the only thing in her body and its localized that antibiotics can only do so much.. but the only way to remove it is surgery. There are many many risks right now...and she told us the surgery could cost anywhere from 4-6 thousand dollars...which exhausting our credit already we just don't have on hand.
I'm sorry for the long story but I just wanted to let you know what all this little girl has done for me and just how strong she is. There was a long period of silence when they went to bring her back to us. My husband and I just sat there staring at each other..both scared and trying not to cry. We really do not like to ask for help but if there is a chance we can save our little girl we want her to live!
She is such a strong fighter and has come this far...we don't want to give up on her yet! Please help her fight!
The vet informed us there is heavy risks. Cats don't do well under anesthesia...and there's a chance we could lose her during the CT scan... if the scan says surgery is a go to remove the mass.. we could lose her during surgery....but we were told this thing could rupture and kill her at any moment..even as I type this. So we have to act fast. She goes in for the CT scan tomorrow morning at 8am and if the surgery is a go they will want to do it Monday. All we are asking for is help with the surgery cost..we will do what we can for everything else. Please help our little floof if you can.
She is a sweetheart, she has been there for me when I needed her.. she is not a pet she is family...and she has fought so so hard over the last few weeks that we don't want to just give up on her. If there is a chance to save her we will. Our goal is 6,000 to help cover the surgery costs... we are appreciative of literally ANYTHING you can help with even if its just 1$!
If by some miracle we reach our goal or above... anything more then the surgery cost will go to all her before and after expenses.. we are a tiny kitty family but our hearts are big...and if my some chance we get more then we need I will put the rest toward another pet in need. But as I said even if we don't reach our goal anything helps and we are EXTREMELY thankful to you from the bottom of our hearts









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Please help our little girl fight. PLEASE HELP KYRA! ♥
She wasn't always my floof. Two years ago I had a tuxedo boy named Nitty. We were inseparable. My husband and I do not have kids (yet) so our kitties are our family. He has a little calico girl and I had him. All was going great as we started out new happy little kitty family together when he got cancer. After 6 months he passed away in my arms and left a huge cat-shaped hole in my heart. He fought hard and it was not easy on me as I have anxiety and a bit of depression from time to time...needless to say we were heartbroken. I convinced myself that with the open space in our home he would want me to save another kitty and give them the loving home he once had. Also it was Christmas so why not give a kitty a home? So off I went in search of possible a kitten..maybe another tuxedo and a boy..so I thought...
That's when I spied the beautiful black floof. She was 2 years old and her story was she was a stray in the streets. I fully intended on a kitten but with those eyes..she just melted my heart! The people at the shelter said she was the sweetest kitty. Oddly she had the same toy in her cage that my boy! It was love at first sight.. so we brought her home. It was not an easy road as it was so soon after loosing my boy that I was very sad. But here was Kyra now..full of love and head bonks and kisses. She really helped me. She was there for me to cuddle and love and comfort me when I needed it. My baby boy had left some pretty big paw prints to fill.. but this little girl was doing her best to fill them. (It's hard not to cry as I type this.) She also loves to talk on the phone if anyone calls! She was a happy little floof full of play, excitement and bouncing around chasing toys...it made our happy little kitty family whole again ♥
But a few months ago I noticed something was off. My bouncy happy little floof was sleeping a lot. Well, kitties sleep a lot to begin with so I thought maybe she was just tired. I tried to play with her and sometimes she would other times she didn't seem to care. Again typical cat thing sometimes. A few weeks ago though I tried getting her to play and she refused..everything... so became very concerned. All she wanted to do was sleep... so I thought well maybe she's depressed? Why.. I don't know... so my husband and I tried to get her happy and playing...she looked like she'd want to but..no luck. And then she just refused to eat and drink...and then (if you know cats) tried finding a place to hide. She refused to come out of her cat tree. My heart sunk and I knew something was wrong. I watched her a little closer and it seemed like she was having trouble breathing. She wasn't my happy little floof :( So we called our vets immediately and made her an apt.
When we got there it was surreal. Going back to the same room and seeing her in the same cage as my boy was...I couldn't help but start balling my eyes out with memories and worry as my husband tried to comfort me. The vet did and x-ray and quickly found that there was a buildup of fluid in her chest! She showed us the x-ray and the fluid was outside the lungs making it difficult for her lungs to expand so she could breathe. Here we were..all over again... and my happy little floof was in this mess. My husband did his best to comfort me..but I could see even he was tearing up. They decided to do a tap on her to remove the fluid and get it tested. Turned out it was thick puss and not fluid! They said they would need to do a culture on it to see exactly what it was and what to do and gave her an antibiotic shot in the meantime while we were going to wait.
My husband and I were just moving back up in the world. We have a teeny tiny apartment finally got a new car and we're looking forward to maybe getting a bigger place and having kids and all that..we really don't have a lot but we are thankful for what we do have. Here we were again...but our little girl means everything to us. She perked up a little bit when we brought her home to wait for the culture... she had a little constipation too...and I thought it be ok for us to wait..but three days later she collapsed and was having trouble breathing. My heart sank again. We rushed her back to the vets and within four days the puss had filled her chest again. Our little girl was fighting so hard. They had to do another tap on her chest. Every time they do there are risks..putting a big needle in her chest like that. She was a champ and did well. We were so so proud of her..and we just needed her to hold on long enough for this culture to see what was causing this.
We brought her home and she tried to be her bouncy floofy self for a bit. It warmed my heart but worried mommy that I am.. exhausted and stayed up constantly checking her. I'd fall asleep and then wake up every 15 minutes just to make sure she was breathing. I felt like a zombie but good thing I did... it happened again a few days later! My husband and I again rushed her back to the vets. Now at over $2,000 they had to put a needle in our poor baby and do it again! It was so hard watching her struggle to breathe knowing there was nothing I could do but give her kisses and love. We didn't really have that money on us but we had a care credit card that helped us pay her expense....as you may know unfortunately they wont really help a pet without money upfront but our vets are kind and worked with us thankfully! At this point or vet told us they could only do so much for her there knowing it was a Pyothorax...without the best equipment and without the answers from the culture and fearing it might be a fatal disease called FIP..she felt it best we go to our ER vet. It was way more expensive but they had tools there to help our little girl and see what we could do. Our little girl was such a fighter and despite our tight budget, we were going to help her in any way we could. I had family helping me as much as they could too..but even they have their own expenses and can only help so much. I am not exactly the type of person to beg for help nore is my husband.
Exhausted and a crying zombie, the next day (yesterday) we took her to the ER vets where they gave her an exam and an ultrasound and were going to possibly do yet another tap on her to remove any fluid in her chest that may still be there. We waited scared/worried and I cried a few hours before they called us into a tiny room to talk to the head vet. She informed us that they did an ultrasound our happy little floof had a large mass behind her heart bigger then a golfball but smaller then a baseball. It was pushing on her heart and lungs and would release puss into her chest cavity..filling it which was why she couldn't breathe. They believe that it is a foreign object that the body had built wall around to try and protect itself from..they do not believe it is cancer. We discussed that the best thing to do would be to get a CT scan..that could show us exactly what we are dealing with and what kind of chances she has. The CT scan is going to be about $1,400 which luckily we MAY be able to pull off thanks to the help from my family. I asked her what happens then? She said IF the CT scan shows that is the only thing in her body and its localized that antibiotics can only do so much.. but the only way to remove it is surgery. There are many many risks right now...and she told us the surgery could cost anywhere from 4-6 thousand dollars...which exhausting our credit already we just don't have on hand.
I'm sorry for the long story but I just wanted to let you know what all this little girl has done for me and just how strong she is. There was a long period of silence when they went to bring her back to us. My husband and I just sat there staring at each other..both scared and trying not to cry. We really do not like to ask for help but if there is a chance we can save our little girl we want her to live!
She is such a strong fighter and has come this far...we don't want to give up on her yet! Please help her fight!
The vet informed us there is heavy risks. Cats don't do well under anesthesia...and there's a chance we could lose her during the CT scan... if the scan says surgery is a go to remove the mass.. we could lose her during surgery....but we were told this thing could rupture and kill her at any moment..even as I type this. So we have to act fast. She goes in for the CT scan tomorrow morning at 8am and if the surgery is a go they will want to do it Monday. All we are asking for is help with the surgery cost..we will do what we can for everything else. Please help our little floof if you can.
She is a sweetheart, she has been there for me when I needed her.. she is not a pet she is family...and she has fought so so hard over the last few weeks that we don't want to just give up on her. If there is a chance to save her we will. Our goal is 6,000 to help cover the surgery costs... we are appreciative of literally ANYTHING you can help with even if its just 1$!
If by some miracle we reach our goal or above... anything more then the surgery cost will go to all her before and after expenses.. we are a tiny kitty family but our hearts are big...and if my some chance we get more then we need I will put the rest toward another pet in need. But as I said even if we don't reach our goal anything helps and we are EXTREMELY thankful to you from the bottom of our hearts











Please help our little girl fight. PLEASE HELP KYRA! ♥
Organizer and beneficiary
Jennifer Kelstrup
Organizer
Medford, OR
Edward Kelstrup
Beneficiary