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My name is Anita, and this is my sweet 9-year-old cat, Fluffy. I’ve had her since the day she was born on July 6, 2016. Fluffy loves to wake me up for breakfast with loud meowing, play with small soft toys, use socks as pillows, and get belly rubs. She has been with me through every stage of my life, and now she needs me more than ever.
This Thanksgiving, Fluffy suddenly developed serious breathing issues. She was crouched low, taking fast, shallow breaths, and I could see in her eyes that something was terribly wrong. We rushed her to the emergency vet, terrified and unprepared for what we were about to hear. After hours of tests, imaging, ultrasounds, and oxygen support, we got the diagnosis no pet parent ever imagines: Fluffy has an aggressive carcinoma. The cancer has already spread from her intestines to her spleen, and it has begun causing fluid to build up inside her chest. The fluid is slowly filling the space around her lungs, making it harder and harder for her to breathe.
Hearing the words “aggressive,” “metastasis,” and “fluid in the lungs” shattered us. She has already needed emergency drainage and monitoring, and the specialists told us that without treatment, the cancer will continue progressing quickly. She is currently on Prednisolone to help make her more comfortable and bring down swelling and inflammation. Despite how advanced and fast-moving this disease is, her oncology team believes that chemotherapy can still give her more time—time to breathe comfortably, time to enjoy her days, time to be with us. We are pursuing treatment, but the costs have quickly become overwhelming.
Fluffy still has so much life in her. She still purrs, still reaches for us with her paw, still curls into our arms, still tries to eat even when she doesn’t feel well (her favorite activity). She is fighting so hard, and we want to fight just as hard for her. My fiancé, Mikey, and I have decided to pause all wedding planning to focus entirely on Fluffy’s care. We are doing everything we can, but the emergency visit, diagnostics, ongoing treatments, and upcoming chemo cycles are more than we can manage on our own. Fluffy is family. She’s my heart.
If you are able to help us give her a chance at more time—time to breathe comfortably, to be warm and safe, to feel loved—we would be deeply grateful. Every donation, no matter the size, means the world to us. From the bottom of our hearts thank you for reading, thank you for sharing, thank you for caring, and thank you for helping us give our girl the chance she deserves.
With love, Anita, Mikey, and Fluffy.
This Thanksgiving, Fluffy suddenly developed serious breathing issues. She was crouched low, taking fast, shallow breaths, and I could see in her eyes that something was terribly wrong. We rushed her to the emergency vet, terrified and unprepared for what we were about to hear. After hours of tests, imaging, ultrasounds, and oxygen support, we got the diagnosis no pet parent ever imagines: Fluffy has an aggressive carcinoma. The cancer has already spread from her intestines to her spleen, and it has begun causing fluid to build up inside her chest. The fluid is slowly filling the space around her lungs, making it harder and harder for her to breathe.
Hearing the words “aggressive,” “metastasis,” and “fluid in the lungs” shattered us. She has already needed emergency drainage and monitoring, and the specialists told us that without treatment, the cancer will continue progressing quickly. She is currently on Prednisolone to help make her more comfortable and bring down swelling and inflammation. Despite how advanced and fast-moving this disease is, her oncology team believes that chemotherapy can still give her more time—time to breathe comfortably, time to enjoy her days, time to be with us. We are pursuing treatment, but the costs have quickly become overwhelming.
Fluffy still has so much life in her. She still purrs, still reaches for us with her paw, still curls into our arms, still tries to eat even when she doesn’t feel well (her favorite activity). She is fighting so hard, and we want to fight just as hard for her. My fiancé, Mikey, and I have decided to pause all wedding planning to focus entirely on Fluffy’s care. We are doing everything we can, but the emergency visit, diagnostics, ongoing treatments, and upcoming chemo cycles are more than we can manage on our own. Fluffy is family. She’s my heart.
If you are able to help us give her a chance at more time—time to breathe comfortably, to be warm and safe, to feel loved—we would be deeply grateful. Every donation, no matter the size, means the world to us. From the bottom of our hearts thank you for reading, thank you for sharing, thank you for caring, and thank you for helping us give our girl the chance she deserves.
With love, Anita, Mikey, and Fluffy.
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